Riddle Poem

A peace sign brings me up to your lips.

i give satisfaction to the mind.

Women compare me with slenderness.

i sizzle and fume as you inhale.

i slowly disappear as you exhale.

i will always end with a buzz.

what am i?

http://http//images.google.com, Title:Love.Hate.Lust, Artist:xemm13, medium:picture, Date: 6 April 2007, date today: 18 March 2009

Found Poem

No Flow.
No Break.

Get Enough.

Subscribe.

To the High.

The First time, Matters.

Say Yes.

Block.

Revival.

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10 july 2002, bugsholdhands, picture, 19 march 2009

Acronym Poem

Extreme
Rad
Irresistable
Kind
Amazing