Poem Number 906

At night, deep in the swamp, certain pools glow luminescent green
a cold phosphor hue, like moonlight through lime popsicle, or radioactive iguana corpses
The green light means go (or so my manual says), but where is this sparkle sending me?
to kingdom come if you strike a match...and the swamp gas has collected
Or to lunar danicng with Corrunus in a sylvan world perfected

could this green belong to a shibboleth? :)
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what do you want for your birthday Lil ? lar
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Lil, almost 15...I didn't think you looked a day under 16!!! Have a happy birthday. and watch out for that break pedal...when I first was learning to drive I would get nervous and forget where it was. Very frightening for the passengers, I can tell you....pen
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we still live in fear.. now that you drive the 18 wheeler
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I already know what I'm getting:) I'm going to a two week academic camp to learn physics (I signed up for creative writing and phsycology, but those classes were full). Im really excited about learning to drive...you can't imagine how hyper Ive been for the past two weeks. Dad said he'd let me practice on the highway when we were at the beach. It's just one looooooong stretch of road:)!!