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For its first week Out of the Hat only had 2 suggestions submitted by the same person, but sense this is a new feature I want to give it a chance to hopefully catch on more. So for today the choosen topic was to write a poem that rymes the world purple. Here goes.
Purple
Across the hills in the purple mountains
there lives the great Nurples, known
to worship Furple, a fearsome creature
who feeds only on Triuples, a rare fruit
that grows only on the Qurple tree, which
can only be found in the mountains of purple. .
9:41 AM - 7/14/2006 -
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FURPAL IS PLEASED!!!!
Anonymous - 12:14 AM - 7/16/2006
Uh...
All hail Furple!
Poppedeye - 12:15 AM - 7/16/2006
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