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| Topic: Say a short poem for the person above you to show them you c | |
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pigs with wings, as Alice said
are true & rare to find Texas is Lyle's land and I hear him sing about women, deserts and booze but nary a pig in his diatribe how sad |
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I like a pig with everything
wings, and girl so cute with a little pink hood a sweet ryhming way that likely takes his little piggie breath away |
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Piggy breath doesn't stink
As some are prone to say. A nice piggy stops to think And find a friend for play. |
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a thinking pig
a wonderous thing with wings amd poems thoughts I look one time and look again and I think I ask myself: A pig really has wings? or simply thoughts in flights of fancy |
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Iam thinking about
my farm dont be alarmed there ducks and cows and pigs oh my but on my farm Iv never seen a pig that could fly What ever you say but there plenty of hay oh well it just a thought this is the end of my poem maybe it could someday be a song. |
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Fancy wings are lined with fringe.
Which makes for a good show. Simple wings prevent a binge, And keep one in the "know". There's more to flight than a curly tail. As each of us finds out. But firm beliefs help alot And money helps make bail. |
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curly pig tails remind me of the time
i had long lockets, and they were all mine. but then i cut my hair before I was nine, and straight became my hair, which once was divine :( |
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Which is quicker, one must see?
Our eyes we have to trust. The twisted pig or the bumblebee, (Metal wings don't rust!) Your hair may grow to be cut, but in flying hair is drag. A aerodynamic bee's butt has no tail to wag. |
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Edited by
Chishio
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Mon 10/25/10 12:31 PM
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though bees don't have tails they do have stingers,
we use those to defend ourselves when we can't use our wingers. for honeybees ,however, the victory is brief, but bumblebees keep keep thier stingers, what a relief! |
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Buzz buzz the bee to battle!
(I won't tell and I won't tattle.) The victim comes to get honey. (Bees have little use for money!) But the Bumblebee flies into a hole. (Go away yells the mole!) A honey home would be nice. (but the bumblebee's belly has rolled the dice.) |
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Edited by
galendgirl
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Mon 10/25/10 07:17 PM
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You all speak of pigs and bees.
A 'possum has no need of these. Flight is fun and honey rosy But a little nest is always cozy.  |
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A possum nest,
Meets the test. of the place to stay. A possum grin, Meets the friend, "Hi there, come and play!" |
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rain rain go away
but if you must it ok to stay for the cold winds and snow will blow your way and then we cant go out in the rain to play no more jumping into puddles no more wearing shoes like sandles rain rain go away but be sure to come back in the spring you wil windy thing |
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There is no doubt,
I'm in a drought. No water has happened for miles. A pig needs mud And a bud To bring the proper smiles. |
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Mud is fine when things are hot.
It makes a cool and squishy spot to Lay and dream your day away Or watch the flying piggies play. Days that dawn with fresh cool air Are (in Texas) somewhat rare. Pigs I hear, love fall degrees And revel joyously in these! |
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The possum view
Is no vice. When some go "phew" The possum is nice! So wear your little fishing hat, And wander to the pond. Pigs need water to go "splat", But possums have a magic wand. (on Halloween anyway!) |
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beautifu pig
with gossamer wings as alice said or was that the caterpillar? You are in a cage are you? so flight of fancy the only kind my favorite pig will find divine at least for now wihtout freedom's vow |
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This little pig flies for sure,
His metal wings a cold azure. In dirty air he smells the dust, Never once afraid of rust. The wings do climb into the sky. But not the mind, For how or why. For little pig has other wings, Of Mind, Of Metal, and other things. In many needs the cure is might. But body and mind can both take flight. |
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Happy Halloween to you
have you heard of it unless you live in a shoe candy treats for all i dont care if you look to tall all dressed up in a funny costume see all different kinds watch you will lose you mine |
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Mendy is our guiding star,
But Halloween is a different night. She drives screaming in her car. Giving all the children a fright. Perhaps she's be a pumpkin ghost! Barely to be seen. Or perhaps a fairy with the most, 'Cause never is she mean. |
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