By: Quill

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Country: USA

 Way Station Willie's   

When I've crossed the number of sixty-four and find my pen writes no more. I shall venture to where all poets take refuge....and a welcome sign screams .... This is Way Station Willie's come on in join the ranks of inkless pens. give to the poor poets of old for they are the ones who brought forth the freedom for ye youngsters to write what ye call Modern Poe. And if you are nice REALLY... nice! they just might let your write on the bathroom walls.

Copyright © Quill 2000


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Comments: Confusious says:

If you can poop in the toilet , you can write on the walls.

Name: phattkat



Comments: Personally, I think this has gotten a little too scatalogical, phattkat.
I thought this was clever when it first showed up in my inbox way back when ... and I still do.

Name: RhymeMaster
EMail: rhymer01@thewritersnook.com



Comments: Stop poo pooing me RhymeMaster!

Name: phattkat



Comments: quill- you simply must stop driving me crazy with all of this chile at midnight- or i will drop you off at way station willies- i will

Name: val magnuson
EMail: vallmagnuson@poetsporch.com



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