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  • mikalina
    mikalina Posts: 7,206
    Half Full wrote:
    where's the wolf?

    I've been thinking the same thing.... :(

    I hope he's busy with a girlfriend.... ;)
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  • StillHere
    StillHere Posts: 7,795
    My grandson...step-grandson..(cuz I'm not old enough for an 11 yo grandson, mind you :lol: )
    got angry for getting caught not doing his homework....
    and shaved his eyebrows off!!! OFF!! gone!

    WTH???

    now what in the world is he going to do when he gets to school tomorrow morning.

    geeezzzuuuuzzzzz man, what were you thinking????
    peace,
    jo

    http://www.Etsy.com/Shop/SimpleEarthCreations
    "How I choose to feel is how I am." ~ EV/MMc
    "Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness and they live by what they hear. Such people become crazy, or they become legends." ~ One Stab ~
  • BinauralJam
    BinauralJam Posts: 14,158
    StillHere wrote:
    My grandson...step-grandson..(cuz I'm not old enough for an 11 yo grandson, mind you :lol: )
    got angry for getting caught not doing his homework....
    and shaved his eyebrows off!!! OFF!! gone!

    WTH???

    now what in the world is he going to do when he gets to school tomorrow morning.

    geeezzzuuuuzzzzz man, what were you thinking????


    :lol::lol::lol: Get a picture for future torment.
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    My "Thai Curry/that tone" poem is probably gonna just stay in the drawer. :P :oops:
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  • Lizard
    Lizard So Cal Posts: 12,091
    Happy Birthday, Stephen.
    Forever 18..

    RIP.
    So I'll just lie down and wait for the dream
    Where I'm not ugly and you're lookin' at me
  • embrace
    embrace Posts: 849
    a smile for Joseph Arthur and PJ20 :D and some of my favorite lyrics

    Don't know why I'm still afraid
    If you weren't real I would make you up
    now
    I wish that I could follow through
    I know that your love is true
    And deep
    As the sea
    But right now
    Everything you want is wrong,
    And right now
    All your dreams are waking up,
    And right now
    I wish I could follow you
    To the shores
    Of freedom,
    Where no one lives.

    Remember when we first met
    And everything was still a bet
    In love's game
    You would call; I'd call you back
    And then I'd leave
    A message
    On your answering machine

    But right now
    Everything is turning blue,
    And right now
    The sun is trying to kill the moon,
    And right now
    I wish I could follow you
    To the shores
    Of freedom,
    Where no one lives

    Freedom
    Run away tonight
    Freedom, freedom
    Run away
    Run away tonight

    We're made out of blood and rust
    Looking for someone to trust
    Without
    A fight
    I think that you came too soon
    You're the honey and the moon
    That lights
    Up my night


    But right now
    Everything you want is wrong,
    And right now
    All your dreams are waking up,
    And right now
    I wish that I could follow you
    To the shores
    Of freedom
    Where no one lives

    Freedom
    Run away tonight
    Freedom freedom
    Run away
    Run away tonight

    We got too much time to kill
    Like pigeons on my windowsill
    We hang around

    Ever since I've been with you
    You hold me up
    All the time I've falling down

    But right now
    Everything is turning blue,
    And right now
    The sun is trying to kill the moon,
    And right now
    I wish I could follow you
    To the shores
    Of freedom
    got a car...got some gas...oh let's get out of here-get out of here fast...
    I hope you get this message but your not home...I will be there in just a minute or so...
    I want to go but I want to go with you.

    Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime. -MT

    I've had enough, said enough, felt enough. I'm fine, still in it.
  • CHANGEinWAVES
    CHANGEinWAVES Posts: 10,169
    When I think of you, Coward comes to mind.
    "I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    StillHere wrote:
    My grandson...step-grandson..(cuz I'm not old enough for an 11 yo grandson, mind you :lol: )
    got angry for getting caught not doing his homework....
    and shaved his eyebrows off!!! OFF!! gone!

    WTH???

    now what in the world is he going to do when he gets to school tomorrow morning.

    geeezzzuuuuzzzzz man, what were you thinking????

    Pink Floyd The Wall comes to mind.
  • Chip McFlennigan
    Chip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    no
    no more
    no more poetic
    no more poetic thoughts
    no more poetic thoughts pervade
    no more poetic thoughts pervade my

    no more poetic thoughts pervade my mind
    I knew it all along, see?
  • Chip McFlennigan
    Chip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    in the name of poetry
    i am anonymous

    no spoken words

    though i spit
    in the face of poetry

    in the hands of poetry
    i have no fortune

    i only recite lines

    read to me
    in the mouth of poetry
    I knew it all along, see?
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    poet
    tree

    poetricks

    mope

    opem

    me po

    po me
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    Sometimes it's really no fun being able to see and anticipate patterns of behavior.
    I like good surprises so much more.

    Every morning I should pray that the Universe brings me good surprises because I think that might be a more pleasant way to live. :geek:
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  • catefrances
    catefrances Posts: 29,003
    how dare they blame clerical sexual abuse of innocents on the larger society. i am so fucking tired of the church blaming everyone but the abusers for the abuse suffered by the innocents. FUCK YOU CATHOLIC CHURCH!!!
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • pandora
    pandora Posts: 21,855
    on the breeze carries that smell....

    the smell of green

    mixed with cream

    and a touch yellow :D
  • Chip McFlennigan
    Chip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    Some people get so frightened of the fences in between.
    I knew it all along, see?
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    I see dead people
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    plop your fat ass down here for a bit
    spell the word car
    make a sand castle near the sea
    hide from the arrogant sunbeams that make red
    find your eyelids closed

    sleep
    dream away the day
    soon seagulls will wake you
    and deliver you from evil
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    chadwick wrote:
    plop your fat ass down here for a bit
    spell the word car
    make a sand castle near the sea
    hide from the arrogant sunbeams that make red
    find your eyelids closed

    sleep
    dream away the day
    soon seagulls will wake you
    and deliver you from evil


    Hey chadwick :D Good to see your words reappearing here. Hope to see more out front.....
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    tremors wrote:
    chadwick wrote:
    plop your fat ass down here for a bit
    spell the word car
    make a sand castle near the sea
    hide from the arrogant sunbeams that make red
    find your eyelids closed

    sleep
    dream away the day
    soon seagulls will wake you
    and deliver you from evil


    Hey chadwick :D Good to see your words reappearing here. Hope to see more out front.....
    getting a place with internet and running water soon.
    till then i have the farm... no internet or indoor crapper
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • Chip McFlennigan
    Chip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    don't sell the farm just yet
    capitalism is dying haven't you heard?
    o' i haven't the heart to be socialist
    I knew it all along, see?
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