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pinklady1967

TEDDIE GOANNA..A.R.R..

Teddie goanna was wandering through the bush..through drought brittled grass six foot high and thick.. he needed to give his solid body an almighty shove and push..he had been lazing in the blazing Australian sun..nearly did he cook..so he thought he'd better get a wriggle on before he totally cooked..then while wandering through the bush Teddie briefly lost his grip.. stumbling over a giant rock..he said crikey..what a trip..up he got..rolled his eyes..Teddie mumbled to himself..be careful you silly drip..Teddies' feelin kinda hungry so off he goes to find a carcous of roo meat along the river side..then to Teddies' delight he found what he was searching for and while he sloppily ate ..Teddies'.. ecitement he couldn't hide as he gobbled up the roo meat..to make his belly wide..now that Teddie has eaten and feelin a lil tired..Teddie wanders off to find a hollow log where he can peacefully wear off the roo meat that made his tummy wide..Written by robyn bashford..
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
JUST ABOUT A LAZY GOANNA..
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Unknown

No Need To Rush

should i play it smooth or should i wait a while?
let me take you through our wild times
you've got that sexy look but the devils in your eyes
I've got my hands on your hips and them beautiful thighs
we are eye to eye
you pull me close you hold me tight
you seem to know just what i like?
yes we fight
but making up is the time to put things right!
we went from like to love we had no time for lust
in your heart is where you'll find me
you make this smile
your trust is kind
and
in my heart is where you shine
i will take my time to find you in these blinding trying times
no light alone we get blinded but together we shine
now see us shining?
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Posted: Sep 2012
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adjhe

God Whispers To You

A PARABLE you
see is a story
from GOD to thee.
He wants you to
understand his
word and heaven,
hand in hand.
Read one for me
and tell me is
that not GOD
telling you a
STORY.
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Posted: Sep 2012
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adjhe

God's Stories

For when you were little
stories were told to thee
to make you understand
how things are to be.
You had no idea that
jesus did the same.
You took it all in and
digested it.
You understood what
was right there in front
of you , i am not sure
if even that is true.
Asking questions here
and there making sure
God's word was being
whispered in your ear.
Now you have grown
with a place of your
own i wait to see if
God's word is still
being practiced by thee.
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
Just a cry hoping that Christianity is still in my oldest even though her dad died and it fell to the way side for a while.
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adjhe

Star In The Sky

I have a dream i
just hope it will
come true for i
want the best
for me and my
FAMILY.
I sit here now
and think what
is to be for
my heart aches
for this you
SEE.
I have done so
much in my life
for everyone
else but this
star in the sky
IS lit for me.
If i get it you
see it will set
my family for
LIFE.
There will be
no more strife
God has set me
on this path i
am to be totally
FREE
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Posted: Sep 2012
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Unknown

Dated:

Today I feel very sad, asked myself why, maybe it is the memories down memory lane, There was this lady in my class, she wasnt the best fan I had, nor was she popular in class anyway, she had these pikkels on her face that created a bad look of her expressions, everybody just ognored her, now years later, while attention a global sales meeting, I met her again, and OMG could it be, she was the most beautiful, stunning sexy woman I ever seen, she was just 100% perfect, soul and body, is it life that changes a person or the person itself, we chatted the entire time, asked me what the global meeting was all about, shit I dont know, only pretend to know

We intend to guide a book by its covers, well I am quilty, oh I miss those days, really do, and not mentioning my 2 years in the Army, man we rocked the world then, oh I remember driving on a bus from school, a blonde asked me ones, kiss me and I told her, no way, you on the wrong bus, hahaha,

I learned, you dont control the minutes and hours, you live them the best way you can.... make every minute count and love your enemy the way you love yourself

Have a stunning day


TA
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Posted: Sep 2012
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shimmering_blue

THE HOUSE

I dreamed of a house where the floor boards creak
the door and the frame dont quite meet
The windows held open with leather bound books
forgotten treasures hidden in crannies and nooks

I dreamed of a house where porch chairs sit
silverware drawers that never did fit
An attic filled with dust and proof of time passed
and photos hanging so the smiles can last

I dreamed of a house with a shabby looking fence
living room walls with knicks and dents
Heights marked with colors in a narrowed hallway
backyard toys left where children once played

For you see to live in this house so rundown
some might cringe others might frown
But for me it shows my house of life
many years spent of love and strife

I wouldnt trade this house for all worlds gold
laughter and romance stories still to be told
Ive grown old with this house its sturdy and strong
and its grown old with me for just as long
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
a poem about growing:)
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SundaySilence

Vaporizing

As I write this letter
addressed to you,
the pencil lead keeps breaking
because of your bad juju.

You know the score
and play the game well,
but, I’m one up....
because I have walked in hell.

All the hoopla
to detain and attract;
is nothing but a red flag
according to my own
self-imposed pact.

Don’t want to be the next
chick you behead,
mesmerized by the color of
the sheets on your bed.

So instead of writing
the note saying adios to you,
I’m burning it and vaporizing
because it’s the smart thing to do.
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Posted: Sep 2012
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kilovolts

Glider limerick

A pilot who was from Berlin
with his glider went into a spin
he recovered from that
as he was a bit fat
when you spin it's not good to be thin
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
OK, pilot humour. Sorryyyy...
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hedistuff

I live with an old wind bag...

as long as I can move my arms...
they'll be holding you
a cradle of comfort is a marvelous thing
with such deep caring as I have of you
do you know that when I hold you, eventually,
I pass out
I pass out because I'm there, and you're holding me
...and I'm holding you
I freely have my hands and my face all over you
as you have me
sweet mindset of all sensation
there's no left, right, up, or down,
there is you...
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Posted: Sep 2012
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