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| Wordy Music And Giggle Outlet
Posted: 4/16/2008 5:08:34 PM | Ode to Lil' Joe's Mama
Wow, look at 'em go bouncy, bouncy-to and fro,
I like 'em a lot, this I cannot deny.
I want to hug 'em with all my strength, don't ya know,
Hug 'em and squeeze 'em and kiss 'em---hey, I'm a loving guy.
And--of course--the little pouch down there,
Some are hairier or bigger than others, I really don't care.
I mean, they're marvels of nature no matter how they look,
One of the coolest things ever, at least in my book.
Kids? Heck, kids just make 'em even more cute,
A female with her baby is beautiful, it's hard to refute.
The little ones seem so playful and fun to be around,
But, you wouldn't want take 'em for a night out on the town.
Sure, the moms get old, and most get kinda mean,
Their big ol' tail only gets ever bigger.
Still, all in all, I think they're pretty keen,
But, what do I know, I'm just a ditch-digger.
Well, I've made my proclamation, I've had my say,
You can agree with me----or not----either is okay.
So, you know what I think---now how about you,
Do you, as much as me, just love those kangaroos?
kel 4/15/8 | |
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| when the fire is all we've got....
Posted: 4/17/2008 4:54:20 AM | to the words that are spoken without making a sound
where is the wisdom we all clamor for
meaninglessness, meaninglessness
everything is meaningless
all streams flow to the sea
but it is never full
the eye never has enough of seeing
the ear never has enough of hearing
what has been will be again
what has been done will be done again
everything is nothing more than
chasing after the wind
nothing has been gained under the sun
so I hated life because,
the work that is done under
the sun was grievous to me
to the man who pleases to him is given wisdom | |
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| when the fire is all we've got....
Posted: 4/21/2008 3:40:30 PM | This morning I felt the sun
wash the sides of my face
and I felt the hand of my Creator.
Doubts are dreary things in times
of sorrow.
Like wasps they sting the soul!
If I know my redeemer lives
then darkness is not dark,
even the darkness of the night
is light about me.
This morning I felt the sun
wash the sides of my face. | |
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