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"Ya know sumpin' fellers";
"I might jest not be the brightest crayon in that there box" -
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Sometimes when I walk down my street
A large Doberman in a back yard -
Everyone likes their own bed best
A place to lay their head. -
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Books impact people. An author imparts knowledge through her stories. Stephenie Meyer, author of the Twilight series, does just the opposit
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She patiently sits waiting for a sign
I talk gently and motion with my handsby Roaming Thunder 19 lines, on Nov 19 3:05 PM. In Thoughts, Life, Nature, Humor, Happiness, Dedication, My own style, Friendship -
JESUS WAS A MEXICAN!by XxBeauty KillerXx 1 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 19 1:23 PM. In Humor
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My dear I think we've been entrapped
the camera's got us cold -
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by Ray62 12 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 19 12:38 PM. In Humor, Life, Love, Personal, Adult, Spiritual, Teen issues, Teenage thinking
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“Too cold, too hot, too windy, too calm
I don’t like the fat under my arms -
The poets whose meter's too stiff
Oft follow their rules o'er a cliff. -
by lilangelsnemesis 38 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 19 11:08 AM. In Humor
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She was cute and we had seven months of fun.
Well, come to think of it, -
It’s been drawn to my attention
by those bold enough to mention -
There once was a wrinkly ole bloke,
lonely for a pussy to stroke,by My Chronos 5 lines, 13 comments, on Nov 19 10:05 AM. In Humor -
by Peteskid 91 lines, 5 comments, on Nov 19 9:15 AM. In US Politics, satire, laugh because im too old to cry, Humor, Thoughts
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Prior to knowledge
I was stupid, a silly ass -
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My daughter bought this little house,
not far from us, only five minutes away -
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At first I cried, you broke my heart
In four short words, you tore my world apart -
Cartoons tried to make us into foes.
As you can see our love just glows. -
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We're late with the wrapping
and late with the baking, -
Two men went to play golf for one golden bar
but Auric turned out to play way above par. -
Wow,
your such a retard, -
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Green fish with buck teeth
It's goofy grin here and there -
Running with grass beneath my feet,
the day smells of summer, flowery and sweet. -
Telling him again and again
Over and over -
She's always whining, nagging, and complaining.
It's either too hot or it's always raining.
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