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February 28, 2004

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That's a dem fine post, sir; a dem fine post.

Awesome poetraparody, Moe...

Now that's a classic, Moe. Blogger's Vanity Fair, indeed. (Though I'd work on the scansion of the last line, the only place where your rhythm stumbles.)

"Though I'd work on the scansion of the last line, the only place where your rhythm stumbles."

Ayup. I'm going to let it percolate until tonight. I should fix that lame 'rhyme' on the second stanza, too.

Heh. Catch rhymes with catch unusually well, no? Funny I didn't notice at all until you pointed it out. Hm. Latch. Snatch (visual rhyme at least). Stretch. Ketch. Ketch(up). Wretch. Lech(er). Fletch.

[wanders off, muttering much like an engineering geek memorizing logarithms.]

Brillig, Moe. Just plain brillig.

Ben Domenech?

Haven't a clue how to pronounce the name.

Moe, you outgrabe yourself. Indeed you do, sir.

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