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    extra special bitter
    hops are bitter. life is bitter. coincidence?

    Thursday, September 15, 2005

    how many cans?

    I’m not expected to make them all stand up, am I?

    6 Comments:

    Blogger Live For The Pen said...

    I just looked over your page, and I gotta say I enjoy your poems. There's some humor here I really like.

    2:00 PM  
    Blogger colonialave said...

    Beer cans?

    Well, it really all depends on how many you drink . . .

    5:43 PM  
    Blogger Seanachie said...

    Stand up? Stacked on top of each other? Of course! My personal record is 21. Beware the fall - it's loud and messy.

    6:15 PM  
    Blogger cy said...

    i can't make any of my cans stand...they all become can'ts...

    12:39 AM  
    Blogger extraspecialbitter said...

    eric - any humor stated or implied by any of my writings is strictly coincidental. and thanks.

    colonialave - I simply can't allow extra credit for context. Sorry.

    trite r. - I congratulate you. I've never been able to get beyond two. Then again, perhaps I was seeing double and it was really only one.

    cy - your inspired pessimism is always appreciated.

    All - truth be told, this was supposed to be a longer post-at least one or two paragraphs-but I became distracted by this ugly monster called "work" and never got back to it. my apologies...

    8:03 AM  
    Blogger Cinnacism said...

    "How many cans must I stack up to wash you out of my mind, out of my consciousness?"

    -Soul Coughing, "How Many Cans"

    1:32 PM  

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