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Report a comment Thank you for taking the time to report the following comment to the administrator of this site. Please complete this short form and click the submit button to process your report. Name   E-mail   Reason for reporting comment       Comment in question Posted by Sad Sara 03-26-2008 22:04,   Yer count syllables? What a dork, I don' know what me brother Katie ever saw in yer.    Hehe    Poetry's an art that is versified, not an equation to be formulated.    Katie'll show yer a Poetic thing or two, he writes lovely. hehe    Oh, well yer already know that though.    Huh, Sleepy Angel?    Ding, fries are done...   » Report this comment to administrator   »  Go back to the story