:lol: :lol:...thanks Robin that's cheered me up!
wait a minute....it wasn't you who desired that, were you? *a doubtful eyebrow up*
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:lol: :lol:...thanks Robin that's cheered me up!
wait a minute....it wasn't you who desired that, were you? *a doubtful eyebrow up*
Of course not, and I resent the implication! :p ~quickly alters his desires ;)~
And how DOES one manage to lift one eyebrow but not the other? I've yet to figure out how it is done.
;) *evil smile*Quote:
Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
Descended from heaven
An angel she was...
Its a time of grief...
to mourn the loss...
A perfect friend...
to all she knew...
desired good for all...
Me and You...
How humble she was..
how gentle and mild...
But Death, Unkind
The Devil so wild!
He wrapped her up...
In his arms of fire
To have her for himself
Was his desire...
And There Goes...
That heavenly star...
Consumed by death
Sweet Kaltrina!
wow Eva that was beautiful.... thank you so much for the lovely obit... lol you're good... :D
I thought you'd write one for me too ...:D...im starting to love this thread!
yeah i am thinking of one and I will write one for you too but still thinking.. I love this thread too...
I just got the news of the death of our dearest and sweet friend Eva aka Smilingtearz... She didn't die out of natural causes which makes us even more sad because she really died from a hand of a man who stabbed her while she was going back home after spending some time in the forum trying to understand unpredictable men... Dear Eva wrote something very accurate about the way men are, and because she had hit the point men usually don't want to admit, she was followed back home and killed by one of the men who coulnd't accept what she wrote...
she will always be remembered for her courage and kept in our heart...
Dancing in the midnight and not caring about the frost
In a world of magic, where joy never be lost
Bare feet and light cloths she is wearing
Dancing and dancing around and not caring.
How can it be in such cold she is not daring?
Yes not daring while dancing around our frosen mindes
Frosen by hearing of death and we are blind.
Althout she is dead she is happy
Like and angel taking care of you and me
So don't cry my dear friends coz death
Makes Kaltrina our gardian angel I bet.
Take care dear friend
that's lovely Adil. I will write you an obit but when I think of one because right now I don't know what to write. :D
kaltrina...ur again above me!!...how many times can i write an obit for the same person? and that too such a sweet person!
lol you don't have to write me an obit again you can write an obit to Adil to whom I promised one but I can't think of any... :D but I will write it.... *hits herself in the head to get any idea* :lol:
Actually, SmilingTearz, we're on Adil.
Death’s Carriage Comes for Adil
The Night was dark, yet the sky was blue,
As over the dunes the dark carriage flew.
It was drawn by black horses that drew no breath,
And rattled up to the door of Adil Youssef.
The driver was cloaked in a hood of deep black,
And his eyes glowed like cinders from deep in the back.
He proffered a note with a skeletal hand,
And Adil gasped at the words that he read:
“Notice to Adil Youssef from His Majesty, Lord Death:
Tonight thou art called. So draw thy last breath.
Then open the door of my carriage and ride within,
For ye shall pass away from this world that you’re in.”
For a moment Adil shook. But the driver only smiled.
Then he opened the door and breathed, “Come. Rest for a while…”
Pendragon
© 12/21/05
(AHA!
ok here's my third obit try!)
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We're deeply aggrieved at the loss of our dear friend, Pendragon. It has been heard that Pendragon, the only dragon in the world who is great at typing and writing, had lost his favourite pen made of gold and known to have been given to him by Martha, the queen of faries(impressed by him) and while trying to search for it under his table and then his chair and then out on the porch and then on the staircase and then on the room right above his study and then his under his bed and then under the carpet and then in the kitchen, got his long long long tail all tangled up(like you would do in a cartoon if you were Tom, the cat with a long string of wool tied to you and being chased by jerry, the mouse) ...he got so frustrated that...a little snort from the nose and the "litlle" fire that followed....caused the mishap...his whole house was found in ruins, all that could be found was a pretty gold pen which lay unharmed amongst the ruins ...:(
Nice obit, Eva! Thanks! I actually HAVE a golden pen, a gift from my dad.... :lol: :lol: ;) http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/ti...smiley-001.gif
...see i have Psychic powers.... :D