Thursday, April 02, 2009

Rejected Baby Poems (Continued)

I won't stop, will I?


Rejected Baby Poem #2: Mamet Babies

I can't believe...

No...

I mean, here we are...

Yes.

Stuck in here.

Yes.

Stuck in this seaweed.

This seaweed!

This is just...

I know.

It can't...

It can't go well.

That's absolutely right.

Why did you do this to us?

Are you saying I got us into this?

Didn't you?

What did I say?

What did you say?

What did I say?

What?

I know what I'm doing.

What are you doing?

None of your fucking business, pal.

Why are you doing this to me?

What did I say?

What are you saying?

Just shut up and yell for help.

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