Monday, February 28, 2011

Pulp Poem of the Week




If you could find
a nice circular saw
he'd put his neck
against it
just to make certain
it was sharp.
W. T. Ballard
Dealing Out Death
1948
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  1. RJRMarch 4, 2011 at 12:59 PM

    David, just wanted to let you know I've just discovered your site and am enjoying it. Good job.

    RJR (Bob Randisi)

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  2. David RachelsMarch 8, 2011 at 8:02 PM

    Thanks! Glad to hear it!

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