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Marroe 12-31-2005 10:22 AM

One of ya write one for me:)

wood_elf_pansy 12-31-2005 10:23 AM

HERES A HAPPY SONG

B DOUBLE E DOUBLE R U N
BEER RUN!!!

Marroe 12-31-2005 10:25 AM

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Originally posted by wood_elf_pansy
HERES A HAPPY SONG

B DOUBLE E DOUBLE R U N
BEER RUN!!!

I have that on CD:o

wood_elf_pansy 12-31-2005 10:26 AM

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Originally posted by Marroe
One of ya write one for me:)
OK HERE GOES AUNTY MARROE...

sleep
beautiful
restful
needed
missed
loved
wanted
loved
missed
needed
restful
beautiful
sleep

how was that one?

I liked it. how bout you you damned insomniac. love ya.

Marroe 12-31-2005 10:31 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by wood_elf_pansy
OK HERE GOES AUNTY MARROE...

sleep
beautiful
restful
needed
missed
loved
wanted
loved
missed
needed
restful
beautiful
sleep

how was that one?

I liked it. how bout you you damned insomniac. love ya.

Tear to my eye

wood_elf_pansy 12-31-2005 10:32 AM

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Originally posted by Marroe
Tear to my eye
its that bad?

ItsAlive75 12-31-2005 10:38 AM

Here's one...

James Whitmore’s Continuous Attempts at Committing Suicide

Mr. Whitmore was unable to sleep at hotels anymore.
The numerous efforts to try and hang himself
from the wooden beam above his bed, not to mention
the damages from carving his name into it.
Mr. Whitmore would try and sneak off at three am
to a truck-stop motel, with lumpy beds
where teenage hookers fought for their lives
while drugged-up truckers strangled them.

Mr. Whitmore’s friends watched him at all times,
making sure he didn’t use pencils or butter knives
or letter openers or sporks. Mr. Whitmore got
a hold of a manual shaver and tried to carve
upside down crosses on his wrists before realizing
he was a devout Christian and he gave up,
carving a smiley face on his calf instead.
Mr. Whitmore was unable to use his friends’ bathrooms.

Mr. Whitmore snuck out one night to a suicide cult
that listened to “Human Behavior” by Bjork
and slapped teddy bears while drinking poisoned
punch. The cult leader who resembled a fat Joey Bishop
offered him a glass but it was made with Kool Aid
and Mr. Whitmore was a closet racist who connected
the drink with African Americans and left.
Mr. Whitmore was unable to attend cult meetings.

Mr. Whitmore locked himself in Morgan Freeman’s bathroom
And ran a hot bath while his friends banged on the door
Begging him to stop. Mr. Whitmore tried drowning
Himself but the Greek god Poseidon rose from the
Water and told Mr. Whitmore the error of his ways,
and he climbed in the bath to become one with the deity.
Mr. Whitmore was unable to make love to divinities.

stubbornforgey 12-31-2005 11:02 AM

why morgan freeman ?
he rocks he does :D

wood_elf_pansy 12-31-2005 11:36 AM

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Originally posted by ItsAlive75
maybe go for a free form poem.
ok here's one... (for my daughter)

Every time you look at me my heart melts,
Every time you smile at me I get excited,
Every time you cry I hurt,
Every time you sleep I relax,
Every time you dream I hope,
Every time you laugh my soul shivers,
Every time you fall I'll catch you,
Every time you speak I'll listen,
Every time you breathe I smile,
Every time you need me I'm there.

Any time I think of you I'm happy,
Any time I look at you I smile,
Any time I hug you you hug me,
Any time I'm loved its by you,
Any time I sing you listen,
Any time I hold you you fall asleep,
Any time I act stupid you don't get embarrissed,
Any time I'm sad you make me feel better,
Any time I'm bored we'll play cards,
Any time I need you you'll be there.

The STE 12-31-2005 12:14 PM

There once was a man from Nantucket


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