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	<title>Comments on: Land poem</title>
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		<title>By: John Shapter</title>
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		<dc:creator>John Shapter</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 16:35:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When my father was a teacher, some kids stole weedkiller and tried to write over the playing field.  Nothing happened - except they were caught and punished (for nothing, they thought).  However, what they didn`t know was that it was `selective` weedkiller, several months later, when the daisies flowered, their words developed in negative!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When my father was a teacher, some kids stole weedkiller and tried to write over the playing field.  Nothing happened - except they were caught and punished (for nothing, they thought).  However, what they didn`t know was that it was `selective` weedkiller, several months later, when the daisies flowered, their words developed in negative!</p>
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		<title>By: Dan Waber</title>
		<link>http://logolalia.com/ideafactory/?p=47#comment-36</link>
		<dc:creator>Dan Waber</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 13:04:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ha! I've always wanted to scatter wildflower seeds along a huge expanse of land in order to write a poem that'd bloom into the view of passing cards and then disappear into the season.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ha! I&#8217;ve always wanted to scatter wildflower seeds along a huge expanse of land in order to write a poem that&#8217;d bloom into the view of passing cards and then disappear into the season.</p>
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