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john17021984

The Alligator Man

This is the strange tale of the Alligator Man
it all took place in the Amazon River, as a young
alligator is looking for food to satisfy his
needs. Above him a large storm was forming,
it had a very unusual red hue inside the clouds,
below the alligator was enjoying his find of a
large sea snake, when all of a sudden the
lightning bolts came crashing down in the jungle.
The alligator was very scared as he made for the
embankment, he tried to take refuge but was hit
by a powerful lightning bolt, he lay motionless as
if dead, within minutes he stirred, but noticed
something very strange, his body was stripped of
his protective armour, and he found the urge to
stand on his back feet, he noticed he was changed
somehow, his appearance no longer looked like
an alligator, his form was more human than before
as he walked through the jungle he found refuge
from the storm and his instinct now was to keep
warm, he lay down and fell asleep, after two hours
he woke up and had changed again, he was human
and found he could make noises through his mouth.
Leaving the cave he came across a group of campers,
he approached them and noticed the smell of food.
He approached the camp and tried to sneak away
with some hot meat that was cooking on a spit, he
went to pick it up but was stopped by a camper, the
Alligator Man looked in horror as they all got hold
of him, after a while they realised he did not
understand them, he suddenly collapsed on the
ground, he slept for an hour but when he awoke he
had become very old, the campers decided to take
him to the nearest hospital as they had not seen
anything like this, they gathered up their camping
gear and then went straight to the hospital, from
the rear of the vehicle they heard loud groans, they
stopped the vehicle and went quickly to the rear.
They saw the old man transform into pure energy.
What had caused this strange phenomena?, it seemed
that the lightning bolt had somehow mutated the
alligator's DNA and it cause an evolutionary change
making the creature evolve each time into a higher
form of life, the final change was pure energy and
thought, perfect in every way.
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
This poem is all about an alligator who transforms into a man.
It was written with a lot of imagination by me. Please enjoy the story.
Written 9th July 2013
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john17021984

The Wonderful Magnet

The magnet is a wonderful thing, as it is
made from iron extracted from the ground
becoming a magnet from it's magnetic
properties from the Earth, being buried over
centuries it has become vital to man.
with the abilities to attract metal and also
repell metal with a different polarity, as
like poles repell and unlike poles will attract
this amazing piece of iron can be used in
various products: generators, motors and
may even be the solution to anti-gravity
and propulsion of space vehicles that could
travel to distant planets and beyond, back
in earlier times people believed the magnet
may be a creation of the Devil, as being a
material capable of pointing North, a form of
scourcery or even witchcraft, where in actual
fact it was science, used in the creation of the
compass, something that every boy scout
would use in camping, and many uses today.
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
You will have to read this to understand the true meaning of..."The Wonderful Magnet".
Written: 20th June 2013
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john17021984

The Night Of The Comet

Comets, meteors and asteroids travel through the galaxies
of outer space, and often pass by Earth on many occasions,
when a comet get's too close to earth it could cause a
cataclysmic result, even to the extent of the extinction of
all life on planet Earth, Halley's Comet visits our planet

once every seventy five years, it's last sighting was in 1985.
when it was very difficult to observe, but way back in 1910
it was a totally different story, many people thought it was
the end of the world, as it came closer and closer to the Earth.
People on the ground seeing this disturbing sight were saying

"it's getting larger and it is so bright" others were saying "It's
doomsday we are all going to die" the old man says "It will
veer off, It will not hit us" a little girl looks to the sky and says
"Hold me daddy I am scared", minutes later the comet veers
off back into outer space, the old man says, " I told you we

would be safe it happened like that when I first saw the comet
back when I was only twenty years old". The world is once again
safe, and the comet will not return for another seventy five years.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
This poem is a dramatization of Halley's Comet and the most famous event when the Earth was threatened back in 1910.

Written 10th June 2013
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Unknown

It is a fragment of prose! correct my English, pls

Quiet day ...
The roses in this space are somewhat wilted and sad {}
Laughter is not fulfilled in this environment ?
Birds sometimes calms down, sometimes it annoys ...
"Silver Rain" continually fall ... Thanks to Heaven!
Sporadically a sparrow sings, somewhat lonely
A motorcyclist passes by raucous street not
The sun is still warm,
My love calls me and says give me attention
Little things girls heart - who likes to hear a gentle song
I love you!
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Posted: Jun 2013
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cafetwo2010

Boyhood

He balances himself on that
narrow limb as the creek
rushes beneath his feet
He's a warrior in this mighty
jungle and who knows what
foes he'll meet
He steps lightly among the rocks
and trees his slingshot ever to
the ready
With X-Ray vision and the stealth
of a cat his foot is sure and steady
A Ninja warrior lurks about and a
dagger may claim the day
He'll make no sound and snap no
twig as he inches along his way
But suddenly a shadow darts among
the trees and he loads his slingshot
for the kill
Proudly he stands over his conquered
foe and every bit of it was for the
thrill
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Posted: May 2013
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cafetwo2010

I love you

I love you
That's right!
Now smoke that
in your pipe
I'm with you
That's right!
Now wait til
tonight
I'm dedicated, not
medicated, you'll
wanna take me
home
Tell momma, tell
daddy you're sittin'
by the phone
That's right !
I love you
Now smoke that
in your pipe
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Posted: May 2013
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cafetwo2010

Let's just talk

Meet me downtown
maybe two, or three
We'll do cheese and
fries just you and me
Nothing much, just
wanna say
How lucky I am you
passed my way
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
A lil ditty..
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Brynda

He Touched Me

He touched me with his eyes,when I was too young to see. I touched him with a smile and then he came to me. He touched with his voice when I was too young to hear,I touched him with my quiet ways,and soon did his love appear.He touched me with his hands when I was too young to feel.I touched him with my selfishness but he didn't believe it was real.He touched me with his heart but I was too young to care.I touched him with all the pain ,more than he could bare.He touched me with his tears but I was too young to cry.I touched him with my new ideas and then I said,"goodbye".He touched me with his blessings but I was too young to see,that this man,with all this love would forever mean the world to me.
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
I was only 16 when I met my first husband.I was young and stupid and soon after we married I wanted a divorce so I could be free and wild.For most of my life since then, I have kicked myself for dumping that wonderful man,but I was young,immature and wanted my freedom.
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cafetwo2010

If..

If the earth is still
on its hinges, then
I have not rocked
the world
If the brightest star
is not cooled by loves
passion, then the flag
of truth is yet unfurled
If we still grope in the
stench of hate, then
marvel not at our
hellish fate-
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
Lovely to see you again.Let's take the high road.
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Dementiaonline today!

YOU

you are my moon
you are my star
you are the love
that flows within my heart
you are my sun
on a cloudy day
you are my shelter
when it starts to rain
and just when i give up
you become my voice
constantly reminding me
that i have a choice
you are my window
you help me to see
that we belong together
just you and me
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
I wrote this poem because this is what i'm looking for in a person. Someone who could become my everything.
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