I am
what I yam, as
Popeye said, or was that
Mae West and the pistol in my
pocket.
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I am
what I yam, as
Popeye said, or was that
Mae West and the pistol in my
pocket.
the way you change
and soak up rainy days
and save those pennies from heaven
nest egg
Oh God!!........my turn is very hard on me ...but i can't wait writing...lol:)
Nest egg
confronts the tide,
with eyes of hope are wide
and sinnging a song of hope
listen !
listen -
is that carrot
I see before me? The
tip turned towards my lips. Come let
me crunch...
me crunch
thee, I have thee
not and yet I eat thee
still...wait..wasn't it really a
dagger?
dagger!
thine eyes cut not
with blade nor piercing stone;
yet lofty light of love-light dimmed
runs through.
runs through
the nude beach clothed
in boots and parka, scarves
up to his chin shouting the end
is near
is near,
is far, makes no
mind to the one who is
truly here, but which of us can
claim that?
claim that
you are free but
wonder what price freedom
brings? The lessons of history
are harsh.
are harsh
laws likely to
produce gentle human
beings? I think not, but you may
differ
Quote:
Originally Posted by firefangled
I just love this!! I wonder if he would get as many shocked expressions as doing the opposite?
And now, back to our program....
are harsh
the words you speak
to the delicate one
who shyly looks up with a smile
no more
differ
I may, but not
in this case, laws protect
our individuality -
mainly
no more
shall you usurp
my turn and squelch effort
to produce an answer to my
question!
mainly
because the one
before me stepped in a-
head of her turn I repeat my
question!
question
me all you want,
but am I really all
you want to take on your picnic?
think twice