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The concrete beneath the worn soles of my stolen shoes is cracking with every step I take. They have no meaning, just like those apathetic business men with their stiff blank colored ties that sneer as they pass. They think t
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Mutt decided he would go find Pinky and Hoppy again, and play with them. They are a lot of fun, they all like to play chase and try to cat
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Mutt did not settle down and be quite, so Ms Farmer put him outside. Flip was very sad so she climbed into her bed and took a cat nap. Sh
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A dip in the darkness
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Get involved in the new fantasy sensation!!!
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Locked away from all the world
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Mr Farmer heard the noise and came quickly to the pond. Before he could get there, Mutt jumped into the water with the ducks, still barkin
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The next day was a beautiful day, and Sparky invited Pinky and Hoppy to go with him to the pond. Gilly and Willy were swimming on the pond and splashing the water on each other.
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"Sparky", the black rooster was so excited he wanted to crow! "cock-a-doodle-do", and it wasn't even morning. He liked to break the news
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One day Hoppy and Pinky snuck into the farmers garden and found the carrots. Pinky rooted some carrots out of the dirt with her snout for
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Sometimes there were two mourning doves, "Lovey And Dovey", that would fly to the ranch and visit. They were always together. They were i
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Pinky loved living on the ranch with her best friend Hoppy. They chased each other all around the ranch every day. Sometimes they would p
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by An Old Codger 258 lines, 24 comments, on Aug 23 9:29 PM. In My own style, Story, Cowboy poetry, noguest
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The love child
A young maiden selected to bare the new king’s son must accept the huge responsibility and mother a new born child or decli -
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Razors cutting, Blood spreading, Tears flowing, Screams held back.
Heart Breaking, Life slowing, Light burning, Dark conforting.by xXxAkiraxXx 9 lines, on Aug 20 3:42 PM. In Emo, story, pain, blood, tears, death, forgetting, love -
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Has Mr Nova prepare us for our Biology final exam, I can’t help but think how hot he is for a teacher. I know every other girl in his class thinks the same way,by DeathlyAngel 78 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 18 1:31 PM. In Story -
The next day Hoppy came to say hello to Pinky, but Pinky was gone. He looked all around the pen and found the hole under the fence. He kn
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Pinky and Hoppy were admiring the pretty eggs and talking with Angel when a friend named, "Pokey"came to see the eggs, Pokey was a big turtle that lived on the ranch. He was very slow, when he crawled around the ranch. He h
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by An Old Codger 217 lines, 17 comments, on Aug 15 11:29 PM. In My own style, Story, Cowboy poetry, noguest
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by An Old Codger 281 lines, 20 comments, on Aug 14 9:52 AM. In My own style, Story, Cowboy poetry, noguest
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I have always looked up to my Dad. He has never been an easy man to manipulate and will never stand down to anyone, except Mum. He is a m
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by An Old Codger 186 lines, 17 comments, on Aug 12 11:06 AM. In My own style, Story, Cowboy poetry, noguest
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stayed up late, I did.
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by An Old Codger 142 lines, 15 comments, on Aug 10 12:37 AM. In My own style, Story, Cowboy poetry, noguest
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by An Old Codger 177 lines, 25 comments, on Aug 9 12:51 AM. In My own style, Story, Cowboy poetry, noguest
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by An Old Codger 95 lines, 36 comments, on Aug 8 8:29 PM. In My own style, Story, Cowboy poetry, noguest
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My professor called me; asking if I’d be so kind as to take him up to the logging camp at a place called “Bedrock Wells”. Seems there’d been a discovery of several caves in that vicinity. Within the caves were discovered a se
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Oh, my, God!..
She’s dead…
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