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Posted: 8/30/2005 6:59:29 AM | I agree...tried to reply last night...no luck must be because I am 3 hrs ahead 
Doth the Lard's Disciple
Not feel a frisson of fear
When perched up there
On the right hand side of the bicycle
With no Danger pay?
One slip tween twixt and nads
Would be so bad
Not to mention............
For I feel the Lard has no intention
To make Rory a Mary or a Sue
Do you?
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Posted: 8/30/2005 9:43:27 AM | lmao you guys are to funny, thanks for always bringing the laughs in...
Hey rory,things are going well, with the guy, will be 5 months soon, kinda scary but also good, how are things with you?
hope everyone is well, I will be back later on need a rest now,
take care
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Posted: 8/30/2005 10:59:36 AM | Hiya peoples!!!!
Ok i'm in one of those moods today, Look out!!!!!
Rory singing in soprano
With no accompanying of a piano
All though the spokes go round & round
As Rory’s laying on the ground
While giving his thing a mighty twirl
Making him scream, again like a girl
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Posted: 8/30/2005 6:21:27 PM | 
mari sam sat on the bicycle seat
With nipples at attention when who does she meet?
Why, it's a bicycle repairman walking by
Asking to test her headlights. sam muffles a reply:
"Oh, most kind and handsome bicycle man,
I have a flat tire, so what's the plan?
Can you inflate and get me running again?
Or do I have to call on some other pumping men?"
"But mari," said the repair guy, "just you wait,
I'll have you squirming in your seat, don't masturbate.
Take off that aerodynamic spandex so cute,
And I'll play a merry tune on all ten speeds till you hoot." | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 6:31:12 PM | Hi guys...you're making me roar like a goat with the latest offerings. Hilarious. Thanks, ya'll.
Breathing and I are still unpacking and sorting things through. There's stuff everywhere here. It's starting to look like home now.
Oh, a poem...here ya go:
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Unfinished, Untitled, Unwanted
I lost my virginity today
In a very caffeinated way
I finally had coffee from Starbuck’s
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Hey, what rhymes with “Starbuck’s”?
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Okay, back to the unpacking. G'night ya'll! Love having you guys here..keeps my interest in the barn alive and twitching.
Back to business. Later, eh? | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 7:06:39 PM | I don't like starbucks
Coffe tastes like f*ck
I would rather suck
On grounds from Tim's
Now a Tim's
Is a thing of beauty
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Posted: 8/30/2005 7:14:47 PM |
So Goat lost it with no caffeine
That’s what he told with his story
Lets just all hope that it wasn’t
With the new found Rory
Just how tired was the goat
Not to notice that she was a mister
And if he didn’t notice that
The name alone should have been the twister
See what happens when two twins play
Inside one head and with only one mind
Things begin to erupt and corrupt
You never know what you might find
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Posted: 8/30/2005 7:22:12 PM | Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum
They were having so much fun
Twisting round metaphors
Laughing shrilly behind closed doors
Twins forged in malevolent tales
Mirror images of their evil souls
Playing games with our minds
Hoping that you will be blind
To their twisted insanity
Malicious Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee
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Posted: 8/31/2005 7:55:42 PM | Hi ya'll. Not much to say tonight, except that we can see the living room floor now. All those nasty boxes have been (mostly, kinda) emptied.
So...here's a bad poem:
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Nothing To See Here
Toon Town tools
Tailgating roolz
Driving like fools
Workin’ for the Wheat Pool
Drinking O’Doul’s
Having sex with mules
And they don’t think it’s cruel
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Maybe I shoulda stuck with the haikus?
Okey-dokey...see youse guys later, eh? | |
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Posted: 8/31/2005 9:08:00 PM | Good evening all... Seems I have not made time to read
Nor have I taken time to write...Eeeekkkkssss...
I see Pickles and Mari have been tossing words about ...Lovin it:)
Howdy to ya Kobold-- hope all is well in your neck of the woods?
Hey there Rory-- Thanks for keeping an eye on the mountains for me
Then there is the Goat... I loves his hooves and hairy butt :-)
And things here are near put away!! Tis so good to be home with the Goat
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The turning of a month
Summer fades to fall
Thoughts sit
Waiting
Your words hold me
As we watch
The world unfold
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Posted: 8/31/2005 9:25:06 PM | Boxes tend to multiply
If'n ya don't keep an eye
On 'em, they breeeeeed
Like weeds grow outta control
Ya know
When ya think ya have a dozen
It's like kissin' cousins who appear
When there is free beer
Numbers go from twelve to twenty
Or thereabouts
My basement is proof
Of "Box Breeding Life"
Just be sure to nip it in the bud
Before it becomes rampant, rife,
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Posted: 9/1/2005 6:31:11 PM | Hi Pickles...love to see ya here! And you are so right about those boxes...ergh...
Another post and run? Yuh...
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It’ll be a Long Night
It’s gaming night here in Saskatoon
Tonight someone is hurtling into ruin
Breathing is righting the path of Civilization
Time will pass fast as all creation
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Kaboom! I'll be going to see how she's doing over there...g'night eh? | |
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Posted: 9/1/2005 9:23:29 PM | RABBIT AND ME
The rabbit
eating grass
in the park
in the sunshine
knows nothing
of existentialism,
deconstruction,
or divorce.
I, observing the rabbit,
know a little
of these things.
But I can write
and the rabbit can't.
Today, I admire
both our lives
as the black-and-white
blob of panting fur
hops beneath a hedge
pulling these lines
to the next poem. | |
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Posted: 9/2/2005 8:09:45 PM | Hey, Rory...I kinda liked that one too. I spent the day just piddling about here at home in thi shot and windy place. I had all day to write a poem and just plain didn't. Maybe something will come to me after a sip of beer....?
Hey...
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Crack One Off
A sip of beer draws me near
To that fertile neverland
A glass of cheer, this old beer
Aged far west of Scotland
A gentle numb fills my bum
As a big gulp goes down
Too dumb to know where it came from
That dumb a*** can't frown
A shiver in my ass, 'tis the end of the glass
The bottom can be seen clearly
The end, I know him -- and a close to this poem
My perception is now beery
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Burp. That calls for another one. I shall see you guys tomorrow, eh? Hugs! Yes, moist hugs all around!! | |
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Posted: 9/3/2005 8:36:42 PM | More. Spontaneous. Poetry.
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Growin', growin', growin'
Keep that backhair flowin'
Goathiiiide
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Er...let's try a haiku..
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Rusty cheese grater
Leaves orange streaks in the cheese
Makes it sharp and mild
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Urf...that'll be the limit of my "genius" tonight. Make sure you tip your server...g'night! | |
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Posted: 9/4/2005 10:52:53 AM | It's Sunday! Sorry about being late, Thy Lard slept in a little.
Are you ready for the sermon? You bet you are:
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Psalm 50 – The Book of Goat
Beware ye of the wrath
Of undercooked seafood
Heed ye of the urgent need to purge
When thy bowels quake
With Unsettled Desire
If thy colon wisheth to kneel
Before the Power
That simultaneously bends
You into a foetal position
And prompts thee
Very Powerfully
To lick thy palms and moan
Like a freshly neutered dog
Take thy Immodium and wait
For the Blessing
Of Sweet Relief
Amen
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Okay...the sun is up and warm. Seize the day! Carpe Diem!!
Later, eh? | |
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Posted: 9/4/2005 5:18:25 PM | TOE JAM STEW
10 pieces of sweaty lint
From between your toes
4 flecks of calloused skin
And one bugger from your nose
1 cup of swamp water
With a bit of scum on top
Boiled up for 15 minutes
Until the fungus stops
Poured over mashed potatoes
As a gravy sauce
It fills you up for dinner
And gives your coat a shinny gloss
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Posted: 9/4/2005 9:46:19 PM | EEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
GORF GARF HAKKAHAKKA
Ten toenail clippings
Ground with belly lint
Dandruff fallout swirled in an ointment
Mixed up together with psoriatic skin
Taken three times daily
Gives you beauty from within
NOT
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Posted: 9/5/2005 9:38:07 AM | Pickles and Mari...youse guys are CRAZY!! I'll be trying out that recipe too, Mari. It could make some killer gravy with a bit o' garlic. Yum. Puts hair on yer forehead, ah reckon.
'Tis Labour Day! And 'tis tomorrow that I return to the grind after a week away from work. Woe is me..
But, while I pine...read a poem, freshly ground for you:
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rain Fluff
It is the crap on the bottom of your shoe
It is the bluish mould you cannot remove
It is the two-year old that never cries
It is the hooker with nasty, rashy thighs
It is the clock that rarely chimes
It is the poem that never rhymes
What the heck does this all mean, you may ask?
As it trickles into an oaken wine cask
Aging and fermenting being its only task
No sunshine in which it will bask
Clearly, we wandered from the point
Like an elbow severed from its joint
All I know, is I drank some really strong coffee
And it’s making my thoughts rather sloppy
It is the grounds in the bottom of the cup
It is the Spork on which no one wants to sup
It is the near the end of this rude, little write
It is the elderly neighbour – a nude, little sight
An apology is offered to have wasted your time
The only bonus is this feeble thing rhymes
It ain’t art, but yet it cannot be slighted
None of these poems are ever copyrighted
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Okay...to the coffee and BEYOND!!!
Later, eh? | |
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Posted: 9/6/2005 5:55:42 AM | Hello everyone...
Just thought I would stop in to say a hello to everyone, and yes I am still alive, just been busy with my guy and his mom who is staying at my house right now for a visit....things are going well, but my time has been spent doing all kinds of things right, so haven't been on much, especially since we have a contest going on to try and get the high score in a game..so been forbidden to go on here...lol
Hope everyone is well,and I hope to be on here soon to chat and post some poems.
Take care and remember your still in my thoughts.
Miz | |
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