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You've been hiding for to long now I've been counting lets play hide and seek! Ready or not here I come for you Don't make a sound or your through U Tremble at the sound of my voice Don't cry now it was your choice Did u think I'd never f
Masks may introduce a new dynamic into the office haha
An ode to the life less lived
An original lcbr poem, (from the blogs)......
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Blood stained fingers and mucasy clothes. Why do these pickers pick their nose? Didn't their mamas ever love them, or the man in the sky up above them? Is it natural instinct? Who taught this trade? They pick, look, and smile at what their no
Something I wrote through boredom this evening.
Just some old-fashioned rhyming.
all about halloween
its life as we know it jim.
Country times
A bit of dark humour
The dark of night was covering the day. Her hands ached from gripping the wheel. She drove this way, and that way. All different directions as she had been taught. She could hardly see in front of her, But she continues the blind ride. Flyin
Hit my head up and flip it over is clock works red as your face running dancing is the lazy one. on the floor making it real is just me taking the time ticks and moves with the flow. is smooth is my rhythm of the music is my sound to cracking the dea
Watching my children playing Listening to what they are saying My dad is bigger than yours! Mine doesn’t make me do chores! My dad knows superman My dad is secretly Spiderman My dad can fly in the sky Mine can jump just as high Listen with a
just playing about with the kids
My experience of jet lag on a long haul flight....
The king sent for his physician, A noble doctor indeed, Who read the instructions To the king, who needed Relief from his torture. " Your Royal Highness, We request, you follow Our words without any doubts. Place your face upon you bed.
I think this probably speaks for itself
I wrote this in High school, Well not really wrote it...It was words on magnets on Gravitys Fridge. I just put them in the right order i guess.
I often write poetry some are witty, others are of feelings that I felt at the time of writing the poem.
Flowers cannot hurt you only bring you joy serenity and fragrance is their employ stingy nettles hurt you only bring you ouches serenity and fragrance aint their employ dock leaves are answer bring relief lots of finger rubbing elimina
from dreamweaver the poems....just for a laugh.....Andrew....xxx
“winter twenty ten” why does it snow and never stop in a winter that knows no bounds the ice and rain in a world of cold is a cocktail that quenches no thirst the buzz it brings isnt pure or fun it is numbness instead, with a splash of brrrr
Dedicated to my friends, the hadedas...
Even the dog is make believe
If time was a cat and earth a balloon would'nt it be great to lock them both in to the one room B O O M..!
Mandela effect what's it all about Either it is or it isn't once I was for sure But now I have some doubts Are there any old history teachers still around I need someone to clear up my mind Of all the crazy things I've accidently found I'd
I wrote this poem to have a laugh at someone who once said I should end my life. I know now that it was said in jest
ooooooops!......lol.....Andrew....xxx
Life was handin me lemons, so I made some lemonade. Written on the side of the road while hitchhiking... To Jane, of course - lol
You never know what the snow hides.
Just a short and sweet one and just a few words just make sure they are all nice and sweet words when they come out..... nice and sweet...
Smile today because tomorrow could be worse.. :D It was just one of those days.....
The story continues
ALL WHO AGREE PUT THERE HANDS UP!
Ain't apartment living grand?
Hope of a hopless man
Greetings professor how goes it? Like every thing it just goes on How it is all the same and no fun In the midst of life we are undone Robots in the thrall of machines Sir, it is not easy being human Aye and there’s the blow When you r
My name is Tom Fiddlebox, I have lost my colored socks. I married a fox, But she turned out to be an ox. My name is Tom Fiddlebox, I work on broken clocks. I saw a fish, who talks, It sank my boat out on the docks. My name is Tom Fiddlebox,
time for some levity
A haiku attempt that couldn't shy away from rhyming. I think it is more of a challenge to rhyme within syllable guidelines, it's a lot more fun, too. I really was sprayed in the eyes by a skunk when I was twelve, and strangely enough, my vision has always been great!
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