by Sarah J Beara
Tuesday, November 05, 2002
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I was staring down some icecubes today
And I said to myself, this could make a poem,
Oh goody, oh yeah,I looked at those icecubes some more,
And wrote down the word "Icecubes"
The poem didn't make any progress
Icecubes weren't the greatest inspiration I guess,
Oh well, I'll find something else to write about,
Those poor poor icecubes
Will have to be counted out.