lizi
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ORIGINAL: poise I wouldn't mind having an intelligent discussion about poetry/poets with someone, but for someone to try to woo me with the words of another would feel similar to the copy and paste emails I sometimes get, and would have the same affect on me as the "get on your knees and suck" line. To me, all three examples are an indication that they aren't really interested in knowing what would hold my interest, but merely using words in hopes to impress. Thank you Poise, that about sums it up for me. The bad poetry, which I detest btw, the song lyrics , and worst of all, the horrific "erotic writing" reminds me of little boys stopping by and dropping half eaten lollipops in my lap. To me, they're giving me something (the bad/stolen writing) that they think will get them instant results, which is an expressway to my genitals. So in reality they're giving me something that has value to them, but not to me - a half-eaten lollipop. I feel that these attempts are honestly scraping the bottom of the barrel. Give me a 'get on your knees' any day as an inept but honest attempt to get something for yourself rather than try to manipulate me into it by using the words of another or a crap effort. Poetry is a beautiful art form, I'd love the chance to discuss it with someone who isn't using it to try to get into my pants. If someone does write something honestly from the heart, even if it's substandard, I'm sure the recipient would think it beautiful, because the receiver will be someone the sender already knows, and would be deserving of such a gift. If you don't know each other then it's manipulation, just like dangling anything else that is supposed to be meaningful and expecting a faux return of real feelings. Giving false or inappropriate efforts doesn't mean you get something real in return and don't treat me like I"m stupid enough not to know the difference. To me, sending bad poetry is the same as when a man in a first email calls me an inappropriate endearment to try to get us onto familiar territory. Yuck.
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