Lyudmila Purgina

Freshman - 678 Points (Russian Federation)

Ears And Noodles - Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

I've curled my ears into tubules
In order that the noodles won't be hung on them...
I'm going along the streets.... doo-bbbiii-dddooooo...
And feel myself younger and younger!

The noodles on ears sometimes are too hard,
They weigh sometimes as the thousand tons.
Tubules-ears are best in their kind
To clean the nonsence of the world at once...

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  • Paul Brookes (1/18/2013 6:19:00 AM)


    : O)) still laughing...................................: O)) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, January 18, 2013


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