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Calling all would-be poets: Here's your chance to show us what you got -- your worst (and your best). Just join our ugly poetry slam, where you'll find Southern Rock hi-coos and odes to a ham, called Spam.
Here's one from Gary Bridgman to get you started:
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Whiskey bottle,
brand-new car.
Oak tree, you're in my way.
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Send yours on over!
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