Sunday, February 19, 2006

Typho: Dante's Poem

From Big Brother: Naboo

After Jon left the stage I remained. Putting aside the upright bass, I told the judges, “I’ll go next.”

I cleared my throat and, squashing a momentary feeling of nervousness, I began.

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Would I climb Deeja Peak
Or cross the Jundland Wastes
In my haste
To impress?
Yes
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