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| Topic: Say a short poem for the person above you to show them you c | |
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With spikes for fingers
and yellow wings don't let it fool you it's laugher he brings |
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With high neck sweaters and an easy smile,
Her posts go on for at least a mile. With wit and charm and devil-may-care, She makes her points and clears the air. |
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look at those angle wings
there the cuties angle wings will they fly high will they fly low Just so my angle flys close to me Thats all I care to know |
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just look again
at the smiles I see for they are nice and as nice as can be |
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Three from nine is only seven.
Bread needs only yeast to leaven. This pretty face without a smile, Would cause me to walk another mile. |
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A mile you don't need to walk away
for there's a smile on this face every day so enjoy the fresh bread before all is done and said. |
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I see many topics
Being tossed on here Love, Tea and Bread But no wine or beer |
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Spiders on cider caps
Swing, disappear While the sweet ferment scents Send regrets back to cheer |
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Today is a new day here
Leaving our sorrows in the past Let's move forward to the future And have ourselves a BLAST! 
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I'm with ya girl
sounds good to me cheers to you for what will be will be 
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The leaves are falling all yellow and red,
The shorter days leave a feeling of dread. The snow is falling all feathery and light, All overshadowed by a smile so bright. |
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The colors of autumn are a sight to see
all that is there is pure beauty the lighted hearted words you so wrote for feelings of joy they do promote |
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Near leaf piles at stiff stance
With a wonder of why Winter won't stand a chance With the glance in your eye |
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Whatever you are drinking
would you be so kind to share please oh please I want some it would only be fair.  |
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We gather here to share our thoughts
Our hopes,dreams and sorrow We wish everyone eternal love And a fruitful, better tomorrow. |
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With these online friends
to see them is just great let's do our best on here one day we'll find our mate |
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Edited by
metalwing
on
Thu 10/22/09 04:32 PM
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She stabs little potatoes in the eye,
Apparently, just to make them cry. She grates her lemon until it is fine, Then pours herself a glass of wine. A dash of this, a spoon of that, More helpless veggies in the vat. "At last", she declares "A fine witches brew!" "I think I'll have some, would you like some too?" (This was for Jas, a well known potato eye stabber) |
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He speaks of a potato stabber
and Jasmine is her name she seemed so sweet and such to stab a potato, what a shame.  |
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Random events in the sky,
Rigid rules tell us why. Events seem large to a fly, Some so horrid they make us cry. Then we look back with a sigh, And laugh at the poor potato's eye. |
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My subjects are willing
I don't use any force I gather what I need And let nature take it's course! |
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