You know what’s scary? That after all the goblins and ghosts and Justin Biebers floating around town–okay, not as many Justin Biebers in The Netherlands, though plenty dressed as Pussy Riot– (Anyone who thinks I’m being lewd and lascivious, please reference this Wikipedia article: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pussy_Riot.) What’s scary is that there are only 13 poems left! Yep, that’s it. Thirteen, and this gig’s over. Well, sold, anyway. The writing goes on. So, for thirteen lucky viewers–or fewer if someone purchases more than one–you get one custom poem for pocket change, twenty-five cents. Topic of your choosing. Poem requests so far include a fluffy dog named Ralphie, a beautiful new baby, the WI Badgers v. Iowa Haweyes rivalry, the importance of math, travel, eternity, bass fishing, and many more. You name it, I’ll write it.
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