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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/13/2007 7:32:43 AM | well, I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
well, I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
morrison for breakfast....gonna be a long day
I've had a mother's day poem in my head for two or three days.
It got erased last night by a phone call.
I'm sure that I'll rant about it later...
But, for now, I'll just write about people
after all...that's all mothers are...right?
choices are made as we work our way through life
we learn from our mistakes and take the errors in strife
why don't I ever learn?
sticking your hand into the fire is s'posed to burn
my mother had the purest of purest hearts
she turned spanking my naughty ass into an art
lol
yeah....I'm in a mood
trying to write my way out of it, actually
moving on
my fvck buddie is a zillion times more maternal than my own kid's mom
how's that for a shocker?
or did you know that all along?
I can sometimes sing like Joe C0cker...
why the hell did I ever fvck her?
I knew better
but, like that's ever stopped me
eating her pvssy was like burning my soul in effigy
I should have stopped at that point
and even a blind, retarded, tongue on fire, derelict
would have known after one touch to wear oven mitts
I still just have to reach in and grab it
out of all of my vices, passion is my worst habit
I told you that one more time and I'm gone
I guess you didn't believe me
just another version of the same old song
another liar breaks a peace treaty
packing up
my decadent love for the taste of love sometimes overwhelms me
kinda like can't see the petrified forest for the long dead trees
now, I can't even recall if they ever lived
how many rings to a tree does one hearbeat give?
You're so lost...I feel so sorry for you...I really do
finding inner peace, must just not be within you
I tried to share mine...must have been a rh factor reaction
everytime I let you into my heart...I get an infection
 moo Fvck her... | |
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/13/2007 6:51:53 PM | went over to my neighbors and hung out by the pool
me and a couple of middle aged fatass gals
bikinis with no drool
but, we sure all good pals
she did her best to get me into the shade of a palm tree
lol..the sun sure was hot
I got a suntan almost instantly
and that really hit the spot
we just had a doob and a couple of beers
the first time that I've gone, and she's been there for two years
she usually just comes over here
I ain't exactly what you would call sociable
but, I reckon you read that in the manual
when you bought your papered spaniel
after getting a tattoo on jack daniels....
once again, I digress
"middle age fatass gals"
lmao...she's gonna laugh too, when she reads that
she's not interested in me anyway...she's seen my bat
I love this point in my life that I've come to
I can make fun of myself as easily as I do you
who cares, yanno?
you ain't Dorothy and I ain't Toto
and I ain't even gonna get started in about the wicked witch
I spent all day turning back into not a sonofa****
thanks for the company
you have the heart of a 21 year old bikini
and my chest hair is almost 1/2 grey
you always ask me to sing the ***hole song, anyway
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/13/2007 7:03:48 PM | You gotta love us "middle aged fatass gals".
What could happen to make Mother's Day blow?
You brakes seizing up,and needing a tow!
Halfway to my kid's house,12 miles from home,
Freezing mt butt off at a payphone.
Hugged him goodbye,and he stood to the side,
Waiting for his friend for a ride.
To the mechanics tomorrow,a $600 repair,
and half of my vacation money,gone in thin air.
I'm thankful the rest of the day was so good,
Or this would have really dampened my mood!
F*ing Car!!!! | |
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/13/2007 7:35:06 PM | darlin, it sounds to me like a frozen caliper
about 25 bucks for a normal car
if you're gonna bend over, best do it for me
I'll kiss you first, and lube you for free | |
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/13/2007 10:30:46 PM | Ha, Dr Brawn's just made his diagnosis,
And come up with a counter-offer;
Free oiling, new brakes and a lot of 'yee haw!'
And your money'll still be in the coffer.
Seriously though, sorry to hear 'bout the car, Leafs....damned money-pits, grrr..... | |
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/14/2007 12:06:36 PM | lol sweetness....:D
a Leaf's bent over the counter-offer
she merits a full service
I'll even check out the boots on her cv axle
after I check under the hood, of course... | |
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/14/2007 2:18:40 PM | The prognosis was better than I thought it would be,
The work was still under warranty!
Thank God for small miracles! | |
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/14/2007 2:51:05 PM |
Thank God for small miracles!
I've heard that before
after entering her back door
I'm sorry darlin, it was just an accident
want to pack some fudge again?
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/14/2007 4:29:45 PM | leafs, glad to hear of that prognosis
it could've been a worse diagnosis
the same can be said for my p.c.
freshly wiped, now will see
if i need to use that warranty
two weeks left, watch how fast i'll be | |
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/15/2007 1:37:44 AM | lol...and I'm breaking in a new keyboard
it feels so strange under my fingertips
the old one just felt so familiar and worn
it's like taking a taste of fresh lips
kind of exciting
not knowing where it's going
mmmmm yeah, you can remember that
the mystery of pleasures unstroked yet
catfish, tunafish, blowfish, High!
hahahaha
I think my new keyboard has mental issues....
at least this one ain't haunted
as you can see...I haven't gotten mused today
and I sit here babbling anyway
a fool and his words soon go separate ways
or written down in black and grey
I could go into my undying love for the Indian Princess
or my muse could dance for me in a translucent dress
but, I won't complicate this
I'm just running a keyboard test
still not comfortable yet
I guess it's getting early and I better try to figure out the meaning of tomorrow
I've already written my last words upon heartbreak and sorrow
If I knock upon your door, and a cup of muse I wish to borrow
don't be stingy...lend me a dictionary and a metaphor
I really don't want to be here anymore
I don't function well when left uninspired
I do my best living when I'm filled with desire
and I'm writing this while naked, no deception of attire
I think I'll go listen to Buffet on limewire
he always understands that finger tips never tire
here's one for Jimmy
boat screams...
Hey! over there
you got a beer?
If not, why did you anchor so near?
there's another mile of sunny beach
head down the island or show us your teats
they screamed back "we'll be right over"
we had to put down before we got any less sober
get a couple of towels ready and we'll take the swim
hope you're ready for a night of moonlight and sin
ah...recall those days Jimmy?
bar stocked even on the island...topless girls and gin
nothing to do except love it and sing about it
I think I'll get those days back again
who's in? | |
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| a poodle with a noodle trumps all
Posted: 5/15/2007 3:39:59 PM | the shop's closed
I feel like a soft touch
my calloused hands can give you chills as easily as the wind whispers
scared?
you should be
you know that I will know every nerve to press
I'll know when your cilium has even twitched
take a breath and prove me wrong
This is why I date within my decade
the women that I'm writing to, completely understand me
and they ain't never had a backrub that really satisfied them to the core
and I just smile, poke a nerve, and lotion her up some more
nothing makes a woman more comfortable than rubbing her the right way | |
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| Terse verse..
Posted: 5/15/2007 5:35:40 PM | Everytime I see this thread
A silly song pops in my head
In advance I now apologize
For song I hope you'll recognize
Terse verse , same as the first!
I'm Henry the eighth I am
Henry the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She's been married seven times before
And every one was an Henry (Henry)
She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)
I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry
Henry the eighth I am
With credit due to Hermans Hermits too
I take my leave and now bid adieu
Thank you for this silly boon
And verse by which I make lampoon
Terse verse
Same as the first!
Have fun ;)! | |
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| Terse verse..
Posted: 5/16/2007 1:16:58 AM | good one...
man...I gotta get someone to clean this place up
anybody wanna trade a lick and a backrub for a sweep and a mop?
I'm domestically challenged with a talented tongue
while you're doing my dishes, I'll pat your bum
and to show you how much I appreciate it
I'll even run my hands up your shirt and squeeze both your tits
when the bed is all made up with fresh sheets upon it
we can take off our clothes and you can suck on my d1ck
that's just to moisten you up before I go down town
then do you from behind until you're too sore to sit down
no need to worry about dusting and windows
I don't expect perfection from my domestic bimbos
just do the basics and pick up the piles
and I'll send you home wearing a great big smile
this place just needs a female's touch, and you could use some affection
how long has it been since you even touched an erection?
or for that matter, felt the fingers of a well in tune hand?
it's gonna get hot in here, better turn on that fan
you're actually going to have orgasms caused by a man
which might be messier than your vibe...but, more exciting times ten
so wear some old clothes, or simply an apron
and don't worry, by next weekend, this place and your mind will be dirty again
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| Terse verse..
Posted: 5/16/2007 3:01:52 AM | One more for the Indian Princess
hold my hand as we wade through the rapids
you know that I will never let you go
the rocks are slippery and the current treacherous
you don't give it a second thought, trusting me with your very essense
lightning strikes and a butterfly lands in your hair
you are the beauty of nature, adored by even the gods
cherished by even the butterfly and the dog
(the latter being obvious)
you provide the wind that whistles music into my soul
bravery, is simply an instinct because of your existance
you inspire nothing but truth, loyalty and love
your smile drying in the sunshine makes the birds sing
there is no one word that can describe your beauty
the closest one in my vocabulary would be "eternity"
how could I possibly lose my grip on a hand that is part of me?
warriors became warriors for one of three reasons: hatred, love or fear
your kingdom not being capable of hate or fear
as the butterfly lands in your hair again
and your hand still in mine as always
I kneel before you as humbly as the butterfly in your hair
flowers blossoming within your every foot print
bringing freshness and beauty to the world with every step you take
it's not just a title that you were born with, you truly are The Indian Princess | |
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| Terse verse..
Posted: 5/16/2007 8:04:48 AM | ^^^That was beautiful,hon.
Tickets are purchased,so on with the show,
In 2 weeks,off to Virginia I'll go!
To visit some friends I've been dying to meet,
A ninja who's Deagled,and the one who is sweet.
Okay....YAHOOO!!! | |
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| Terse verse..
Posted: 5/16/2007 9:17:35 AM | ^^^
Double that yahoo,
Cause I'm adding one too!
I'm excited as hell
About soon seeing you!  | |
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| Terse verse..
Posted: 5/16/2007 12:43:31 PM | how's about a layover in florida?
gotta weekend special for girls from Canada
it includes a sample of freshly smoked mullet
Bring Sweetness too, and tell Deag to bite the bullet...
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| Terse verse..
Posted: 5/18/2007 1:02:14 AM | I just love to come here and relax. Read what the minds and moods of others
have to reveal. It amazes me. I don't even have anything to say...
but, yanno I'm gonna write something anyway...know why?
It's 3am again
the only things awake are me and sin
(the difference in writing and speaking, is that I just got to delete this line)
the devil himself turns back the time
I just love the devil
Is that possible?
Oh, yeah...he used to be an angel
Anybody got a bagle?
christ,..
you can just feel a rant coming on, I surmise
who ever heard of a muse having to take a vacation?
said something about summertime and a cabin
I don't blame her after 20 months of winter
I'll write better with a suntan on her
you see, my muse loves palm trees
sunshine, and things that are free
she giggles taking her shoes off and walking through mudpuddles
and she sighs so deeply when she and a rainbow cuddle
putting me into state of dreaming about the veil being removed
...under the light of the Silvermoon
it's always warm here, muse
come put me to use
I know you're crazy
that's a prerequisite to loving me
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