Orson Wells as CitizenCain
2009-12-16 16:00:58 UTC
to be signed and dated by will dockery...
i, will dockery, agree that i don't know one god damn
thing about poetry.
i, will dockery, agree that i don't know one god damn
thing about poetry.
i fully admit that cythera is the master and i'm the student.
i acknowledge that when cythera enters the room, i'm to
remove my hat, get down on my knees and beg for the
opportunity to hear what she has to say.
remove my hat, get down on my knees and beg for the
opportunity to hear what she has to say.
i fully admit that i've never known what i'm talking about
when it comes to poetry, or much else and that all i do
is poison aapc with my lies and slanderous comments
toward such experts as dale and karla.
when it comes to poetry, or much else and that all i do
is poison aapc with my lies and slanderous comments
toward such experts as dale and karla.
i promise to apologize to dale and karla at the next available
opportunity. (it doesn't matter why...i'm simply to apologize.)
opportunity. (it doesn't matter why...i'm simply to apologize.)
from now on, when dale or karla enter the room, i'm to get
down on my hands and knees and beg to be allowed to shut
the fuck up while they talk.
i promise not to post any more useless links to my myspace
page, twitter page or youtube page from here on out.
i promise to email cythera any poems i would like to post
on aapc in order to get her approval BEFORE posting.
(if she declines, i gracefully either submit another or bow
out of the request.)
i hearby admit that george dance does not know what the fuck
he's talking about when it comes to poetry.
i promise not to enter into the conflict when either cythera,
dale or karla start laying in on george.
i promise to praise every little fuckin' thing cythera writes...
especially any poem she gracefully...out of the kindness of
her tender little heart...decides to post on aapc.
at last, i swear that if i break any of the above agreements, the
truce is off.
signed,
will dockery
Hmmm... maybe after she posts a photograph...down on my hands and knees and beg to be allowed to shut
the fuck up while they talk.
i promise not to post any more useless links to my myspace
page, twitter page or youtube page from here on out.
i promise to email cythera any poems i would like to post
on aapc in order to get her approval BEFORE posting.
(if she declines, i gracefully either submit another or bow
out of the request.)
i hearby admit that george dance does not know what the fuck
he's talking about when it comes to poetry.
i promise not to enter into the conflict when either cythera,
dale or karla start laying in on george.
i promise to praise every little fuckin' thing cythera writes...
especially any poem she gracefully...out of the kindness of
her tender little heart...decides to post on aapc.
at last, i swear that if i break any of the above agreements, the
truce is off.
signed,
will dockery
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http://www.myspace.com/willdockery