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| Location: |
Blairsville Pennsylvania |
| Zip Code: |
15717 |
| Age: |
39, Taurus |
| Height: |
5 ft. 5 in. |
| Hair, Eyes: |
Blonde, Brown |
| Body: |
A few extra pounds |
| Ethnicity: |
Didn't Say |
| Religion: |
Didn't Say |
| Politics: |
Conservative |
| Education: |
Some College |
| Income: |
Didn't Say |
| Job: |
Agriculture |
| Smoke: |
Don't Smoke |
| Has Kids: |
Yes, living with me |
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| Personality |
The Match and The Paper
A match and paper blew together in the road
The match said to the paper, don’t move slowly like a toad
So the paper kept blowing so fast the match had to run
They both liked this game they had lots of fun
Every where the paper blew the match came too
They took a trip around the park and even stopped at the zoo
They shared their bed at night and awoke together
They stayed beside each other like a friend with a feather.
Eventually the paper began to wear the match did notice little tinny tears.
At fist the change was slow but he was getting really scared.
Then came the rain and down it poured they hid in a cave way high off the floor
Then came some kids to the cave to explore they found the match and paper right by the door.
The match said to the paper with tears in his eyes
I know we must hurry and say our good byes
I really had the best of times; I want you to know if we must go
I couldn’t have spent my time with just any blow
When I have to burn you up in a heap
The ashes are ours and I’m going to keep
My arms around you so very tight
So when we burn up we will forever unite.
Well the match burned the paper on that day
But his arms held tight and together they blew away
So when you sit by your campfire and the ashes you see
Could be the match and paper flying off into eternity.
© 2011 P R
3-14-2011
*My Herd
The wind is blowing
The rain is showing
The black and white pinto
Is trotting and blowing
She runs the fence
Just lighting fast
She pins here ears
Then takes of in a blast
Up on her hind legs
Striking the air
She’s wild untamed
She just doesn’t care
Here comes the herd
They all go wild
Bucking and running
Like the mustang style
They are domestic
I want you to know
Just out of the barn
And plum full of go
3-9-2011
PR© 2011
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| Want To Find: |
A man ages 33 to 44 to date |
Interests:
I Like: |
Horses |
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40's |
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