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I’m surely not the only one Who finds this hard to use And whether it is needed Will produce conflicting views. Yet when in a public restroom I will often face defeat When I try to use the paper cover For the toilet seat. As I peel one from the package, In the process it might tear, But it still could serve its purpose If it...

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Heaven is not a figment of human imagination; It’s not an illusion. It’s a place beyond any dream, Where joy and gladness abide supreme. Heaven is not just a safe harbour; It’s a glorious land. It’s not merely a summer field; It’s a place where the soul no...

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What about love, that silver ghost— She haunts the hallways of my song. She dances barefoot upon the coast, And disappears before too long. She wore a veil of desert wind, With eyes like storms that never end. She whispered truths no heart could hear, And left me letters I couldn’t send. What about love, that ancient flame, Who calls me by no earthly...

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german chocolate cake with coconut frosting cherry jello punch cake with whipped cream champagne cake with seven-minute-icing on my birthday three-layered lemon cake with almond filling I salivate as I think about these lovely delights...

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Astronauts sleep like bats Hanging from the ceiling in bags But this does not tell us about astro-cats Do they sleep in cots made of rags? What about astro-dogs and astro-pigs? Are their bunks teeny or the biggest of the bigs? Has there yet been an astro-horse? Political correctness says there should be one of course....

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Having a child is a big decision. They might be powered by nuclear fission. I, too, was once a child, as I recall. One thing you can count on - they are small....

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I think that I have never seen a thing as vexing as a computer screen Page after page I type and type then one wrong click, out they’re all wiped ...

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***Caveat lector: This piece may very well "ruffle" a few feathers, and I'm sorry about that, guys.*** The female realm has a mysterious equality Where women share an odd intimacy Concerning home, and children, and men. Somehow they seem to know That what they do is worthwhile And makes all the difference to everyone. Whereas men, thinking themselves The calm center of everything, Set...

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My haunting birth place, picture book of green scene bliss, brimming with winsome townsfolk, who ooze unfeigned charm, streets vibrate at crack of dawn, night life otherworld intrigue...

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Life has become small with age and the pall of death discoloring once vibrant joy, and old laughter echoes down the corridors, fading fast into shadows....

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Know about this place in its own glory and grace an alluring site more or less. Chose spot on stream strand Hope, that will be Great and...

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One evening, BB and I sat on the couch, We talked about many topics including black magic. The voodoo, curses and dirty tricks. You were calm and listening, When I told you I was born With some basic strange energy. Premonitions and having visions were some. Able to predict what happened next was another. I never want to be trained, or became...

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I count fifteen enormous branches on my giant oak If lightning got them and they fell, it would be no joke. I bet each one of them weighs at least forty pounds This magnificent tree might be the largest oak around....

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This is where we met; Where you set my heart afire’ Filled me with burning desire. And still, in my dreams, I can see you standing there, Sunlight highlighting your hair ...

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searching empty rooms ~ what do my tender hopes seek now that I am all moved out ~ ~ mattered - not oblique ~ ~ sadly - whole house seems aloof even walls just feel the roof...

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