RED MEAT (Percy Bysshe Shelley) Apologies to all from the secret files of max cannon
I met a traveller from an antique land, who said: `Two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, and wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, tell that its sculptor well those passions read.
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, the hand that mocked them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away.'
How could it possibly take Ted 3000 years to get me a popsicle?
2003-05-17 11:06:44By Interesting Steve

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9This. Rocks.
8kicks butt, why scored so low?
8Smiling broadly. And I always did like that poem. --John
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8I doubt that Shelley imagined the man-titties.
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7I did my term paper on Shelley. +1 for that. -poe117
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6Academic enuff pour moi, avec une punchline magnifique. --VX
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6+1 for ballsiness. -PB
6Huh? --TRT
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5Interesting, Steve. - CH
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5I'm missing something.
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5Passable mainly because of the good PM #3. -DG
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5I think I get the joke, but PM's 3 could use some clarification.
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4Interesting, but tragically nonsensical.
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4*scratching head* -CL
3You lost me at the popsicle.
3Terrible appropriation of great poem

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