11/22/2013 8:28:15 PM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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The world remembers, back fifty years
Our President shot, we wiped our tears
If he had lived, what might have been
Perhaps no wars... we could not win
Meet singles at DateHookup.dating, we're 100% free! Join now!
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11/23/2013 7:59:20 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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What did the poet Lorie et
After she had her puree
I was told, she'd lost a bet
Ten worms, all squiggly wiggly
eeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeee
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11/23/2013 12:08:54 PM |
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nat_now
Ocala, FL
56, joined Jul. 2013
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The sinner sooner forgets the sin
Than the one who was sinned against,
And once the one who's harmed is harmed,
Their guard becomes well fenced.
The cleansed conscience of the one who did, through expressed sorrow or apologetics, becomes the silt within the mind...
Of the one who hears the rhetorics.
Played over and over,
The test constantly posed,
The physical doors remain ...
forever closed.
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11/24/2013 12:20:20 AM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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Wish I was too dead to cry
My self affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Macho shit which I cater
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on
I won't let go until it bleeds
Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason
my flaws are open season
For this I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying
Wish I'd died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten with its memories
Diaries left with cryptic entries
You don't need to bother
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
I'll never live down my deceit
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11/24/2013 8:06:00 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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It's thet time a year once again
Ta go shoppin' rite now is a sin
Some say it's too early
An some git real surly
BUTT, we need a...
'Whadda Ya Want Santa Ta Bring Ya Fer Christmas'... thread...
<<< Hot spiced cider
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11/24/2013 10:46:00 AM |
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nat_now
Ocala, FL
56, joined Jul. 2013
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Grieving is so exhausting,
So depleting, oh my crushed heart!
After ten hours to sleep,
Trying to escape the pain,
I awake to no difference,
than so very deeply sad we are apart.
You're leaving Earth from far away,
I can't reach you now,
Unable to say,
I loved you, friend, you were my
Presence, and now I'm left,
To find my own way.
I didn't see it clearly til now,
The way my mind and soul are
So aching,
How very much you meant to me,
And with you, how much of me you will be taking.
I'll remember you always and this says it best,
You're the best person I ever met!!!!!
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11/24/2013 1:02:26 PM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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If I had no words ta describe
Yer beauty or how I'd imbibe
Thet look thetcha got
Cuz I think yer hot
John Alden I wood inscbribe
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11/27/2013 7:43:50 AM |
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findingalicia
Lexington, KY
64, joined May. 2011
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This Thanksgiving Day...
During this time known as Thanksgiving Day.
I hope you'll give thanks and pray.
A prayer of thanks for everything God has given.
He has blessed us in the way we've been livin'!
Our country is blessed like no other.
God has supplied our "bread and butter."
He's given us the freedom, we've all enjoyed.
Be thankful for your food, home and being employed.
For those who've endured hardship... Thank God too!
It's no secret how much he loves YOU!
We find in the Bible... God clearly said;
"I've never seen the righteous forsaken,
Nor their children begging for bread."
Thanks be to Jesus, for his love, mercy and grace.
And for making my heart, "his special place."
I am blessed and thankful to Jesus indeed.
He's given me salvation and supplies my every need.
I thank God for this special day in November. Thanksgiving is a day...
I will always remember!
By Jim Pemberton
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11/27/2013 12:42:32 PM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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The Turkey Shot Out Of The Oven
The turkey shot out of the oven
and rocketed into the air,
it knocked every plate off the table
and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted into a corner
and burst with a deafening boom,
then splattered all over the kitchen,
completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the walls and the windows,
it totally coated the floor,
there was turkey attached to the ceiling,
where there'd never been turkey before.
It blanketed every appliance,
it smeared every saucer and bowl,
there wasn't a way I could stop it,
that turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure,
and thought with chagrin as I mopped,
that I'd never again stuff a turkey
with popcorn that hadn't been popped.
Jack Prelutsky
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11/27/2013 5:06:30 PM |
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cupocheer
Assumption, IL
66, joined May. 2010
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...and it was there
for all the world to see
a'sittin' 'neath a Banyan tree
...too many of dose
too few of d's
begging from bended knees
...wish for a star
as you gaze from afar
there ya was and there ya are
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11/27/2013 5:13:31 PM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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there you be
my honey bee
spreading nectar
from your tree
where most really
want to be
hidden away
for all to see......
a short poem written by ME......
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11/27/2013 5:29:37 PM |
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cupocheer
Assumption, IL
66, joined May. 2010
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You making fun of my height?
Put up yer dukes and fight!
I will kick your butt, you silly sweety.
Now give me a sloppy kiss, ya mug!
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11/27/2013 5:33:38 PM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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It sounds like shorty needs a hug
to melt her frozen frosted mug
If you want to get warm dear
pucker up and plant one here.....
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11/27/2013 5:45:11 PM |
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cupocheer
Assumption, IL
66, joined May. 2010
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You are incorrigible
...little boy
Do you think
...I am a toy?
Nothing about me
...needs to thaw
Bring it on
...if'n ya got the ... nerve.
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11/27/2013 5:49:03 PM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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Oh my Cup-o-Love
thank the heavens up above
that some one really cares for you
right or wrong,false or true
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11/27/2013 5:58:03 PM |
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cupocheer
Assumption, IL
66, joined May. 2010
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ahhh ... Thank you, sweety
I have always been loved
And I love to give love in return.
I enjoy jesting with others
And making people laugh
It's another way to love I have learned.
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11/27/2013 6:01:11 PM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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love me hate me
I don't care
I see you in
your underwear
but that's a secret
that won't be told
there bright red
and really bold......
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11/27/2013 6:06:43 PM |
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cupocheer
Assumption, IL
66, joined May. 2010
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ah ... posh
you don't know
my underwear ain't a brilliant red
ya just got sugar plums in your head
what you most likely see
is the red circle on my butt
from the toilet seat
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11/27/2013 6:14:03 PM |
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ramshakkle
Interlochen, MI
62, joined Dec. 2012
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Thanks for family - friends and health
The good years lived - the wisest wealth
Warm loving hearts and tender smiles
Recall the blessings - in times of trials
When old, it's short - when young, it's long
An endless sojourn - to where it's gone
Relentless searching - in constant view
Momentous dreams - that all came true
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11/27/2013 6:46:05 PM |
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findingalicia
Lexington, KY
64, joined May. 2011
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Joy of life is in the giving
Peace of life is in the living
Love of life is in the heart
Faith of life the soul imparts.
Have a Thankful Thanksgiving.
"He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy
He who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sunrise".
Wm. Blake.
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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I love so many dearly
And I might say it yearly
But what really matters
is that I care and I speak it
I might not say it a lot
But what I really got
Is friends that understand
Who is there to hold your hand
some things are best unsaid
but saying it often without pretend
is what matters most in my eyes you see
that's what counts to you and me
I am hoping you all understand
wisdom and words from a man
that says things so differently
but with meaning so significantly
My friends should understand what I mean.......
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11/28/2013 8:11:38 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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Thanks Givin'... by Cotton an Candi
Fer all a these things, we're thankful
Our poppa gives us a big spoonfull
Turkey gaby, two kines
Before openin' blines
Butt sissy likes only low fat-full
We all so like these hardwood floors
We kin skitter an bounce off a doors
The kewl plastic bags
Thet we shred inta frags
Our poppa brings home from them stores
We don' care too much fer no cat toys
We'd rather chase bottle caps with noise
Too kewl an too fun
Chasin' more then juss one
An then flip em, is one a our joys
We're thankful fer lots a more stuff
We know poppa is juss a big bluff
He scowls with a frown
Thet turns up side down
He's a push over, He ain' so tuff
Don' fergit ta give paws an be thankfull...
Happy Thanks Givin'..........
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11/29/2013 7:28:56 AM |
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ramshakkle
Interlochen, MI
62, joined Dec. 2012
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In the sea of living
The end is especially hard
Ancient moorings thoughtlessly uprooted and sent floating aimlessly
until they become waterlogged and sink to the bottom
With no acknowledgement save for the barnacles and homeless crustaceans
If you can see the sun setting over the water you are one of the fortunate
If you can do it with a friend you have won the game
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11/29/2013 9:22:55 AM |
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findingalicia
Lexington, KY
64, joined May. 2011
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Your light shines tho you are gone
God has another angel beside His throne
My special friend I grieve for me
You have your wings and a smile I see
Running with the wild horses forever more
Gone from me though Heavens Door.
When you look down and see my tears
Know you so often quieted my fears
My sunshine on days that started grey
The showers of spring washing sadness away
Your smiling face will be my guide
When my time comes to go that ride..
Wait for me in those fields of glory
Together again to finish our story.
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11/29/2013 11:06:38 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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With one piece a punkin' pie left
I installed an alarm... antitheft
No one kin steel my
Lass piece a this pie
B'cuz wen it's gone, I'll be reft
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11/30/2013 11:38:42 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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'Twas way before Christmas, an all threw the house
We had nothin' ta eat, 'cept a dried up ole grouse
The old lady not happy... 'Git huntin' ya louse'
So I got out my gun , but seen only one mouse
I tried ta go home, but she still wasn't merry
I said, let me in, fer one more tom an jerry
Her eyes, how they twinkled, or was it the glass
She tossed it right at me, I seen stars in a flash
As I lay there face down, the snow, it was cold
I knew thet she'd leave me, untill I would mold
Christmas memories are fun, don't ya all think
When I pick myself up, I'll have... just one more drink
<<< Hot spiced cider...
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11/30/2013 11:41:33 AM |
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nat_now
Ocala, FL
56, joined Jul. 2013
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Too dayum funny ^^^^
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11/30/2013 11:45:20 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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Too dayum funny ^^^^
So... ad one a yer favorite Christmas memories to it...
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11/30/2013 12:07:42 PM |
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nat_now
Ocala, FL
56, joined Jul. 2013
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I wish I did have some but mom
was too rigid, ..Dad was all solemn and outside was frigid.
It was mean the way that it always went down,
We had to eat breakfast first,
In our new pj's, or gown.
Always up too early,
Cuz of my bratty lil sis,
And me being the middle,
Not sure they would miss.
No tearing into the packages
Until,
One at a time took a turn,
then .....Take a picture, "sit still"!
We each had to pause to ooooh
And to ahhhhhh,
I didn't care what they got,
Awwww geez, maaaaaa!
Had to pretend I liked what I got,
Always some dang practical lot.
I wanted a pony, not a darn clock,
And that stupid tumbler to polish a rock.
the Christmas music playing soft
In the background, and my Dad looking all sentimental always made me sad.
My mom cooked a great dinner, and invited her folks, it was a polite
Occasion but with no telling jokes.
We had to place nicely our gifts under the tree, all day long for all to see
I wanted to horde and just run to my room,
hide away with my stash, away from them all,
But I had to share space with that sibling of doom!
But I guess all in all what I love to recall .....as I pause,
Is remembering Dad singing,
God is my Santa Claus.
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11/30/2013 12:15:05 PM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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Memories are memories
No matter how they spawn
If ya don' like yer gifts
Take em later ta pawn
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11/30/2013 12:51:32 PM |
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ramshakkle
Interlochen, MI
62, joined Dec. 2012
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Another Christmas spent alone
With a piece of coal and an old pine cone
Can't eat no cookies - Can't drink no rum
Can't suck on my sweet baby's sugar-plums
I hate to get old, but I'll get older still
So I guess I'm still young... 'til, you know... until...
Ch-ch-ch-changes will come and not always kind
They can hinder your body and mess with your mind
I WILL put an end to this holiday drear...
But, my next chance will have to be Christmas, next year.
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12/1/2013 7:43:30 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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December the first, in the year of our LORD
Twenty thirteen, if yer here, then yer bored
Butt comes a new year, juss a few weeks away
Make a new resolution, with new stuff ta play
Ya could turn somethin' over, like a new leaf
With a new attitude, an a whole new belief
An ya don' gotta wait, 'till the old year is leavin'
Change ain' a bad thing, in yer heart, start believin'
Oh yeah? What about YOU?
I promise ta be gooder nex yeer... (fingers crossed)
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12/2/2013 9:51:25 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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I still remember stuff, from long long ago
But stuff I dun yesterday, that comes an goes
They say I will lose it, if I don' use it
At my age, I'll save it, so's not ta abuse it
The years fly by quickly, It's hell ta git old
My friends are all passin, I'm left in the cold
The good side a fergittin', win, place or show
When the LORD comes callin', I prolly won' know
So, break out the nog, an pass 'roun' the beer
Let's raise up a glass, an give Christmas cheer
I'm thankful I made it, threw all a this year
With my Snookums gone... 'I'll drink yers too dear'
No wonder I'm so dammm fergitful...
Merry Ho Ho... <<< Nog...
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12/2/2013 10:18:01 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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VERY VERY good stuff...
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12/2/2013 10:29:31 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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'Tiss the season ta be jolly
NOT the season ta be folly.........
Butt as I look aroun'
At frown after frown
I wonder... how did we
Ta me it's a mystery
How we got to a place
Filled with distaste
So, let's all git dunk
An dance ta the funk
(Play thet funky music white boy)
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12/2/2013 11:06:47 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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Yes, but I meant yours specificiticularly...
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12/2/2013 11:45:02 AM |
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ramshakkle
Interlochen, MI
62, joined Dec. 2012
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Blonde curls of Kentucky
Cascade down this neck of the woods
Down the snowy shoulders
To the heart of the hilly country
Where the deer ones frolic good
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12/2/2013 12:54:29 PM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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OK, I'm still hungry
An stuck in a quandary
I had my Honey Bunches a Oats
With blueberry yogurt
Altho I'm no eggspurt
In yogurt, why them Bunches don' float
More yogurt then Bunches
With not lotsa crunches
I wonder, if I need a mote
I'm not really finicky
But my girls mimic me
I'll try eating in someplace remote
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12/3/2013 6:24:08 AM |
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ramshakkle
Interlochen, MI
62, joined Dec. 2012
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The gloam is the end of the gleaming
Not gloom, but a darkness for dreaming
Whatever gets through the night -
Is alright - It's alright...
Comfort food with a side of hot steaming
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12/3/2013 9:59:33 AM |
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findingalicia
Lexington, KY
64, joined May. 2011
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Why cry and feel so sad
When there are miracles to be had
Each day I see
A little miracle in me.
Prayers each morning and every night
Throughout the day is always right
Sometimes I cry and weep and moan
But then I think, I have a home.
Family and friends I hold so dear
Some are far and some are near.
I count my blessings, quite my fears
They far outweigh the those useless tears.
Keep the happiness from passing by
Spread your wings and you can fly!
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12/3/2013 12:12:26 PM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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I once met a man named Hugh Mongous
His toes were chock fulla green fungus
I heard some people say
Hay Hugh, move away
We don' wan' no green fungus among us
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12/3/2013 12:44:11 PM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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There once was a man with 8 pots
He thought thet 8 pots was a lot
Tho his past a bit checkered
This must be a record
So, he called Ripley's Believe It Or Not
Laughing is very good medicine...
And it free, like the price of admission...
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12/3/2013 9:48:48 PM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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Friends are there to understand
When you need a helping hand
With outreached arms I reach to you
Show me the ones that are really true
Back the ones you care about
With words of truth and no clout
We all seem to forget
For the ones we never met
Judgement day is not for us
It is what life's all about
There is some one up above
To guide us freely for our love
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12/3/2013 9:50:17 PM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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"Losing My Religion"
Oh life, it's bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I've said enough
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I've said enough
Consider this
Consider this, the hint of the century
Consider this, the slip
That brought me to my knees, failed
What if all these fantasies come
Flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
That was just a dream
That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try
That was just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream, dream
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12/4/2013 9:25:05 AM |
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cupocheer
Assumption, IL
66, joined May. 2010
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I don't feel, today, like being a poet..
Just in case someone, somewhere didn't know it.
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12/4/2013 10:03:14 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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My girls will soon turn eight years old
And this weather is colder than cold
Eight's way too young
For a physical bung
Candi limped, cross the room, as she strolled
Sometimes she must think she's Kung Fu
Because of high leaps that she'll do
From fridge to the floor
Bumping into the door
Why she limps, I really don't have a clue.............
This morning she's much better than before
She refuses to go to the Vet at the Shore
Could it be Arther Ritis
Or perhaps Kung Fu Itis
That a nap, in a warm sunbeam, will cure
Maybe I shoulda posted this in the 'Prayers ta git Better" thread...
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nat_now
Ocala, FL
56, joined Jul. 2013
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That thread is dead
And one is gone,
And my message box has all gone wrong,
I'm missing one that I need to reply
What shall I do!,...
til he writes again,
I'll just eat pie.
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fireball650
Lewiston, ME
50, joined Oct. 2012
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Enough never having to say good by.
Enough knowing your all I need.
Enough is all the little things you do
That takes my breath away.
Enough not having to say a word
Because I see it in your eyes
Enough I feel it when your hold me
Enough because you complete me
In every way
Enough because I love you
Enough
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12/4/2013 12:41:00 PM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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Strange things are done
In the broad day's sun
By DHers juss lookin' fer fun
Sometimes they bicker
An sometime they banter
Some their skin ain' no thicker
Butt when all is said
They muss lie in their bed
A eggzistence, I'd shirley dread
I'd much rather be willy
Ad a hole lotta nilly
Butt NO undershorts, pink an frilly
Butt some a them girley boys wear em...
WHATEVA!!!
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fireball650
Lewiston, ME
50, joined Oct. 2012
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When your hormones are raging
and your all in a fuss give me a call
and we'll rock the bus
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12/5/2013 6:49:32 AM |
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findingalicia
Lexington, KY
64, joined May. 2011
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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A thick frost is covering the ground
The Calliopes are all humming around
Filling feeders daily
To nourish their frailty
A bit of Winter sunshine is found
And the girls sit by the window and chatter...
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12/5/2013 8:27:21 AM |
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fireball650
Lewiston, ME
50, joined Oct. 2012
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Christmas is the time of year to thank good Lord that we still are here to be with family and friends and have a good time like that of a book we remember the holidays passed and some of the people we like to kick in the ass there are those who are close to the heart is the time of year to get a fresh new start with the snow coming down in the fire all a glow I wish you Merry Christmas to all we love you so.
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12/5/2013 10:35:23 AM |
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nat_now
Ocala, FL
56, joined Jul. 2013
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Welcome
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12/5/2013 11:06:46 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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I juss checked the feeders, they're frozen
Lass nite was too cold, I was dozin'
Brought them in ta thaw out
Some nectar dripped out
They didn' need thawin', juss some motion
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12/5/2013 11:12:44 AM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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Not everything we rite is a hit
Not always do our words seem ta fit
I rite some stuff down
The go off ta town
Wen I git back, I say... who rote this... (censored)
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12/5/2013 11:23:40 AM |
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jeffandr
Leechburg, PA
55, joined Aug. 2011
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It wasn't I that's guaranteed
My keyboard will do that for me
My fingers push the buttons you see
And it is magic,words on screen
However I did push the reply button with my nose....
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12/5/2013 11:31:07 AM |
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cupocheer
Assumption, IL
66, joined May. 2010
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If you want to be a gypsy
...that's alright by me
Don ya head rag
...fer all to see
If the humor
...comes to blows
You can always
...use your nose.
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12/5/2013 12:32:59 PM |
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eastfoot
Bossier City, LA
59, joined Jul. 2012
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12/5/2013 1:01:08 PM |
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shaggyoledog
Ocean Shores, WA
69, joined Apr. 2011
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When I was once a young lad
I ran all around quite unclad
But as I grew older
And not as much bolder
I wore a brite suit made of plaid
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