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Dear Lamb-Sheathed Ad Man For Spinning Wheels,

You've forgotten a checkered thing with your father's

name sewn into the waistband. Don't worry. I won't

tell your old lady. But all the academics are talking

about it. How you took that seat on the train from

a blind Dorothy and shat in her basket. How there's

always something stuck in your teeth. Why you never

go to lunch.

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How there's always something stuck in your teeth.

 

I like this line, yet am still puzzled as to the actual meaning of this poem. I like your use of words here, they're smart and descriptive but perhaps you could be a bit more clear about what exactly it is you are describing.

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Dear Lamb-Sheathed

 

That doesn't work for me. Otherwise I quite like it. It's a bit too biting really for such a generally inoffensive image. Almost has the effect of making the reader pity the subject because of the author's spite. But it's good because it has feeling. JMHO

 

Cheers

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