Would you buy a used poem
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Hi, We here at the Internationl Society for Dead Poetry would like to welcome you to the exciting world of dead poetry. Here at the IDPS we value poetry the way it should be valued - in Dollars and Cents! We say the only good poem is a dead poem, and if they have any life left in them we bludgeon them to death with an axe. That's just part of the service we've been offering to the international community of dead poets for some time now. Sound exciting? Of course it does. That's why you want to join the International Dead Poets Society! But don't worry, we've made it easy for you, just follow this link thingie and soon you'll be winging your way to become a poet as dead as the best of them. And the best of them are very dead indeed. Remeber to have your credit card handy, although we here at the International Dead Poetry Society for International Dead Poets (IDPSFIDP) also accept cheques, bullion and first-born children. We're good like that! So sign up today! Remember, here at the International Dead Poetry Society, We're here to do it to you! Ché Monro Supreme International Dictator for Life International Dead Poets Society |
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Hark, What light through yonder window breaks? I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each, but they would not sing for me. Why is it that nothing rhymes with Orange? Oh hollow, hollow, hollow. The dust of an earthy today, is the Earth of a dusty tomorrow! To Borrow and to Borrow and to Borrow... And did those feet, in ancient time? |
10/25/2002 New Chairperson
We'd like to welcome Logan Pickup to the society as our new Chairperson. Logan will be sitting around doing poetical things a whole lot just as soon as we can find him a chair. Does anyone have a recommendation as to what kind of chair is best for a heartfelt poet? 10/21/2002 Today we applied to join the Beautiful Poetry Webring! Stand by for further fast breaking news updates. Update! We've been accepted by the Webring. Acceptance into this ring adds an important air of legitimacy to this site. We'd like to thank the moderators of this valuable public service. The cheque is in the mail, guys! 10/20/2002 Late Breaking News!
Dear FirstName, You asked us to keep you informed of important events so we are writing to let you know of the First Inaugural International Dead Poet's Society Convention to be held on April the First 2003 at the Forest Lawn Cemetery in Sunny California. According to our records, FirstName, you are one of the deadest poets currently living in the world today and we know this event will be of interest to you. Accordingly we are holding a sarcophagus open for you and your guests but can only continue to do so for a limited time because the lid is quite heavy. Up to more than fifty thousand dead poets are eagerly awaiting your presentation of your artistry, and to meet you and compose or decompose lasting relationships. Remember to check out the convention schedule - We're confident that this will be one of the deadest conventions in years! Firstname, we're eagerly waiting to hear from you, so please rush your cheque or money order to the Dead International Poet's Poetry Society. We also accept major credit cards, cash, bullion and first-born children. Che Monro Honorary Dictator for Life International Dead Poet's International Society for Poetry and Death PS Your award is a handsome hand carved tombstone in genuine imitation plastic. It has your name on it and everything, FirstName. It's conservatively valued at $999.99 - I valued it myself to make sure you got the highest value possible. Don't delay, rush your entry to us immediately! Coming Soon: The Dead Pets
Society!
10/20/02 Office Holders Needed
Like many first rate societies across the world, the Society of International Dead Poets (SIDP) requires a plethora of reticulated and deciduous office holders. Sound interesting? Send your curriculum vitae and experience in managing similar dead societies to Grand Dictator Che, marked Confidential Boasting Enclosed. Here are just some of the positions currently vacant: Returning Officer - Comes back when you throw them away. Dogsbody - Should have four legs and a tail, preferably in that order. Public Relations Officer - To have very public affairs with members of the public. Doggerel Trainer - Requiered to teach our verses to Sit, Stay, Beg, Roll Over, and most imporantly, Play Dead. Vice Dictator - Responsible for Vice. Grand Dictator's Lissome and Attractive Personal Assistant. Buried Treasurer - Responsible for burying our books at least six feet under. Figurehead - Must look good on the front of ships. Chair Person - We also need a Table Person and a Coffee Person. Apply today to become an
office holder in the International Society of International Dead Poets! (ISIDP)
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Just the place for
a Snark, I have told you so thrice, What I tell you three times is true! Oh what can ail thee, Knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? "Bridgeport?" quoth I.
"Camelot." quoth he. She asked me if I had a yacht,
She asked if I was feeling hot, She really asked me quite a lot, The Lady
of Shallot.
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Society Officers
These are the people who make the Society possible, this means that without them it would be an Imposssible Society. We should all raise a big round of hands for this coven of folk who have rejected conviviality and stood up and counted themselves as saying "Yes, I am an Office Holder of the International Poet's Dead Poetry Society! (IPDPS)" Che was trained as a animal botherer on an extensive sheep station in northern New South Wales, Australia. He has worked for many years as an unemployed troubadour and romantic man of all parts. Appalled by the state of neglect which dead poets have fallen into over the past few years he founded the International Poets Dead Society (IPDS) to rectify this situation and earn himself a bit of moolah. Now he's laughing all the way to the bank, and you can too. Join now! ![]() As you can see, Logan is from a little country a
long, long way away. This could proove useful when the company officers feel
the need to flee to warmer climes. Logain is from New Zealand which we feel
adds a certain charm to any organization. The principal exports of New Zealand
are cheese and poetry. Logan began life as a basinette and high-chair person
and since then he's gained extensive experiences on office chairs, couches
and chais lounges. The International Society of Dead Poets is proud to have
such and experienced chairperson in our ranks!
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