Thank you, YesNo! Let's see here... um... OK, the next line is:
Don't cry for me, Argentina!
(I see several possibilities there, already)
Good luck and God bless!
Thank you, YesNo! Let's see here... um... OK, the next line is:
Don't cry for me, Argentina!
(I see several possibilities there, already)
Good luck and God bless!
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Getting Rid of Him
Don't buy for me arsenic, Tina,
Though I love your sweet cookies and pie.
You've found out about Magdalina?
It's too late now. I know. Pass the pie.
My blog: https://frankhubeny.blog/
Last Tango in Buenos Aires
Don't cry for me, Argentina.
I'm here for carne asada.
Find yourself a gaucho.
Or wait for another gringo.
Thank you YesNo for the feedback and congratulations to Pendragon!!!
don't fray for thy quaint regina
for world is always thy arena
don't cry for he sweet argentina
for love is nought a clear artena
leave it to he to seek more eras
and you be sure to claim a reina
Last edited by cacian; 04-22-2012 at 05:12 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
I cried for a Gent in Tina
I know it sounds a little strange
but I love a bit of masculina
to test my feminine range.
Tina wrestles me to the floor,
his make-up smeared by my grasp.
While his muscle keeps me captive,
I rejoice in his/her heavenly clasp!
Before sunlight can shine through a window, the blinds must be raised - American Proverb
The concert hall comes down next week
Once the biggest and best in the state
Box office grew thin and decay soon set in
It could no longer claim to be great
But don't cry for the large arena
Sure, the rats will need someplace to go
But the mall that they build will quite soon be filled
And the cash will continue to flow
You must be the change you wish to see in the world. -- Mahatma Gandhi
isn't this supposed to be about Argentina?
Before sunlight can shine through a window, the blinds must be raised - American Proverb
Unlike Argent Dawn necrophelia,
when cold and unbeating, I'm free,
picture me...
blue, though in me,
retained fidelity.
Don't cry for me Argentina,
virgin now free,
white belt red striped - that is me,
unknowingly,
Aphrodite, not who motivated me,
in this Judo Gee,
with Gaia I'll be,
one and only,
uncomprehendedly,
freer than free.
Last edited by slipee; 05-11-2012 at 10:32 PM.
All of you, great work! I had many a chuckle.
My own interpretation might be
I went to see the fortune tellers
Two lovely ladies with crystal balls
But as they told each one their fate
I became more and more appalled
Death and dread became their sermon
Sorrow and pain filled their arena
So when my turn came I cried
"Don't scry for me, Marge and Tina!"
Note: Scry means to look into the future in a crystal ball or through a hole in a special stone.
The winner is: (drum roll, please!) cacian! More pun lines than I ever expected! Congrads!
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Not necessarily. You can use the starting line as-is or make a pun out of it and run with that.Originally Posted by Delta40
Congrats, cacian!
You must be the change you wish to see in the world. -- Mahatma Gandhi
wow thank you very much Pendragon I am very flattered!! glad you liked the piece!
Thank you cafolini!
Ok here is the next line:
''the lady's not for turning''
good luck !!
Last edited by cacian; 05-20-2012 at 05:52 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
That lady's not for burning
Though witch she just might be.
She's queen of all this fairy land.
Her king leads armies that will stand
With her most faithfully.
My blog: https://frankhubeny.blog/
How to Properly Prepare a Lady
A lady's not for turning,
I prefer to have her grilling,
just a dash of salt and pepper
if she is ripe, a lady but needs
little extra dressing,
medium rare to keep her tender,
for when she is fair,
there should always remain
a little pink in the coloring,
now let her set for maximum flavoring,
how nicely she will go
with a fine Bordeaux.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
This play does not bear learning!
I'd sooner end my life!
It's only fit for burning!
Who wrote this, sir? ...Your wife?
You must be the change you wish to see in the world. -- Mahatma Gandhi
O'Grady's not for learning
He finds reading a great waste of time
He could not care less about arithmetic
Add, Subtract, Multiply, Devide
O'Grady's hot for yearning
About pints down at the pub
He know just how many they will serve
Before they kick him to the curb
O'Grady's not discerning
But he can read the price of beer
Michelob, Budweiser, Coors, or Miller
Which for the least cost brings him cheer?
O'Grady's plot they are turning
Into a grave six foot by three
If he should live beyond the grave
Do you think he'll read the inscription carved by me?
Pendragon
(C) 5/3/2012
Last edited by Pendragon; 05-20-2012 at 08:33 AM.
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
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