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Tired Old Phrases
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Ended July 31, 2020 • 3 Entries • Created by Last
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Tired Old Phrases
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7v7 in Words
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Tired Old Phrases

Iloveyou sat in a slump

next to Ihate and Ilike

Ourfreedom wavered in the wind

while Allelujahallelujah sang

a silent hymn

Goodfornothing sat

as Everyone-Else looked

over a shoulder and

Gogetter took off

with Whatever, and laughed

Selfmade could hardly stand

and Ican’t wrinkled up

an already wrinkled brow

but no one was so tired out

as You and Youare

07.24.2020

Tired Old Phrases challenge @Last

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Tired Old Phrases
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Mazzmyrrheyes in Words
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Prosaic en Pulp

Tired old phrases

Chrome spokes, spinning wheels

’Round the worn-out-word mazes

Re-cycled faux steel

Clouds without raindrops

Pen’s paper mache’

Cirrus crowns, ring of ink blots

Stamped, “Made In Cliche’”

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Tired Old Phrases
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EstherFlowers1 in Words
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How to Phrase?

Tired Old Phrases are a little bit like rhymes.

Well-thought words for all your wants, chucked out a hundred times.

But if you look you'll find they fit;

A glass-slipper to wed the writ.

So maybe you should stop, consider,

Sell them to the highest bidder...

For in each phrase, conclusions jump

Churning literature to dump

New meanings on our precious lump

Of words; all dull-and-shine...

The artist who meticulates

(inventing words to tempt the fates)

Then promptly oft’ reticulates

Along the dotted line...

Having thus proven, as a dog shits on lawns,

That I understand and admire

Said lawns (The more meticulously maintained the better),

I am free to break the structure,

And experiment with laziness.

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