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Posted: 6/5/2007 7:40:52 PM | Was your mother a nurse in the south?
Was that a chaste kiss on the mouth?
Did they dance until dawn?
Fall asleep on the lawn?
Was he a gent or was he a lout? | |
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Posted: 6/5/2007 10:22:17 PM | All kisses were chaste back then
She says, a generation unspoiled by sin
No one went to bed
Unless they were wed
A world full of pure minded men.
(I think my mother's memory is ....selective concerning these things.) | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 5:14:57 AM | Hard promises will promise no more.
His heart has washed up ashore.
A heart made of wood
Can be misunderstood
And broken and burned and ignored. | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 5:54:50 AM | A heart made of stone's even worse
When broken it fractures and bursts
takes too long to feel better
when grey is the weather
A stone heavy heart is a curse | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 12:07:55 PM | Curse put on you is worse than a rant
Goosebumps listening to a witch chant
Bubble and boil
Magical oil
I want my feet to run away but I can’t | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 12:32:54 PM | Take rest but don't stop
Every thing is alive by unending effort.
Make thorns your friend and love obstacles
Be charged always with spirits of courage .
The Road to the peak is always full of curves
You will cover each turn smilingly with ur parrot on shoulder. | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 1:12:11 PM | Tis a five line limerick my friend
Eaten by a Cannibals
You know you’re a piece of meat
Your genitals are prized as a treat
No matter the size
Ends up in meat pies
And slow cooked to a specific heat | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 1:38:24 PM | When my heart is in a commotion
I crave the sound of the ocean--
The salt in the air,
The wind in my hair,
Elements of a most healing potion. | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 2:12:23 PM | Sillynserious..... Every time I see you here...your taking another picture...
Don't cross her
Elements of a Witches potion
Don’t you get the wrong notion
Eye of a newt
Banberry root
She will burn you without emotion | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 3:24:44 PM | What can I say, Eyeguy....I was bored one Sunday afternoon and needed a current pic...hence the self photographed series  | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 3:37:18 PM | I think that your silly pics fine
eyeguy is scared that you're spyin'
he's afraid of witches
thinks us all bitches
Silly spell him, make him feel divine | |
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Posted: 6/7/2007 3:43:36 PM | My fire you’ve sadly miscast--
I’m a softie, first, second and last
I try hard to play tough
Someone calls my bluff
My bravado is fleeting and dashed.
Lol...it’s true...I gotta learn to shut it, cause I can’t bring it! lol | |
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Posted: 7/23/2007 3:12:39 AM | There once was a thread just for limericks
Where folks wrote five lined verse for kicks
One day they just ceased
The poets lost their caprice
I miss those old rhymesters so slick. | |
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Posted: 7/23/2007 3:34:17 PM | well we're having a poetic party
for all who are hale and are hearty
3rd weekend in August
maybe we will podcast
hope you come you limricking smarty
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Posted: 7/23/2007 4:56:48 PM | I love your "balls" Ravencause - wow poetry .
There once was a Pof poet most ribald
Thinking himself highborn with a big nose
He threaded the forums
With poesy quite boring
Picking his nose and wiping it on profiles. (urhh)
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Posted: 7/23/2007 5:09:54 PM | There once was time in the past
When all good times seemed to last
Forever lingering day to day
Never threatening to run away
Sadly into the abyss they have been cast. | |
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Posted: 7/23/2007 7:27:13 PM | There once was a mean tempered man
Who entered a poetry slam
His mouth he shot off
till all had quite enough
So they moshed him and served him as ham. | |
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Posted: 7/24/2007 12:47:48 AM | Hi Ravin, thanks for the invite.
I’d rather not see that...again
This silly old maid was the rage
Years ago she shook it all on stage
Sat her butt on the bar
You know what we saw
We asked her to pull down the shade | |
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Posted: 7/24/2007 10:09:40 AM | Eye Guy, what a beautiful parrot
Your finger so close he might tear it
If he brandishes that beak like a brat
You can always dress up like a cat
And sneak up on it and scare it | |
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Posted: 7/24/2007 10:24:13 AM | A hairy pitted girl named Tina
When ordering a beer in the Cantina
Raised her arm up so high
Every drunk standing near by
Would think she was a ballerina | |
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Posted: 7/24/2007 10:44:15 AM | Hi Eddie
Macaws will bite a cat...
These macaws crack nuts I have to hit with a hammer
Love these macaws because they have the most glamour
They ride on the handle bars of my bike
In the parade they are quite a sight
When they are excited you should hear all the clamor | |
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Posted: 7/25/2007 6:24:30 AM | Will that macaw take off and fly?
Or is its beak to heavy to try?
I think a little motivation
From a bird hunting Haitian
would rocket him through the sky! | |
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Posted: 7/25/2007 3:26:24 PM | Yup they can fly 150 miles a day
Macaws will eat a Haitian for lunch
I have facts about this good hunch
You can hear em shriek
Getting bit by that beak
I wince when I hear the bones crunch
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Posted: 7/26/2007 1:29:19 PM | A macaw once flew in a Haitians hut
Got in a fight over a big coconut
The Haitian pointed a finger
And told the bird not to linger
He uses his other hand now to wipe his butt | |
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Posted: 7/26/2007 1:34:40 PM | I now have a big fat iguana
no tricks cuz he just dosn't wanna
So just for cheap laughs
I filled his cage with some grass
He's now hooked on marijuana | |
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