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Couple coding : she combined the two first names to
create one name. Fans of this character often loved
these two people.
While their characters were hot: they would often
tour signing autographs,
making a lot of money selling merchandise and
meeting there fans.Key frames in animation often
bridge the gap: between keyframes. It's a term called
inbetweens. The poor siblings that close the divide
between characters. Poor to pose characterization
where a script is poor due to the building up
of intensity: to build
suspension between two charters.
The creation of interest so the audience can take part in the excitment.eliminating the separation or difference:
where there is no romantic tensions between the two
characters, there might be a rivalry but not always,
it's just two . In the creation of "Spira Tanto " is both
a soap opera and cartoon.
It's about an Orange farmer in Italy who's
Orchard was invaded by a mythical moth like spawn.
Until a meteor from
space landed on his land. While removing the space rock
So to did some of the moth creatures who to on humanoid form
and began destroying the oranges. Spira began wearing
promessa fabrics that were strengthened by the mutations
of the space rock.He began flying, he could lift large boulders.
Women began loving him.He could perform the chores of 20 men in one hour. And he began fighting the super strengthen and super intelligent Moth Spawn and their leader Piu Pormento the super mutated spawny moth humanoid.
He is a mutated creature. A super powerful person.
Let me be the stylist that makes your hair,
That massages your smooth back
And pampers you like a baby with care;
Let me be the chef that cooks you delicacies
And when in pain,
Let me be thy only Herbs with unmatched efficacies;
Let me be the tongue that sings you poetry lyrics
In the mornings and nights
Like an orator who has turned word artistry to physics;
Let me be the crescent on your face,
That shimmering smile of yours
That illuminates your beauty and grace;
Let me be your best friend, your everything
The one that holds you dear in his heart
And for you could do anything;
Let me be your Romeo, and you my Juliet,
And like a chameleon my pen would change its colors
From green to blue, to pink and violet......
Baby let me be your all!
Niggyraslife
Good Christmases never come with chipped teacups.
Good Christmases don't kick,
bite,
suck,
tease,
wheeze,
pain,
complain,
but pack woolies for chilly bodies, familiar carols tickle hearts.
Good Christmases present gifts under a tree, lit and tinseled and capped.
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Better Christmases have prized porcelain.
Better Christmases are toasted by chalices porting posh pink wines.
Better Christmases, jumbo stockings fill so carelessly, each could be a single Santa sack.
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Best Christmases require us two for steaming chocolate.
Best Christmases outlast seasonal cadences - when Spring fires back and snows arrest, you and I’ll be swaying in Summer, fiddling leaves around Fall.
Best Christmases, we share like flirty diplomats talking in turns,
between laughter,
through gazes;
in narrow words,
immense phrases,
sincerely hopeful,
all together.
All over this world of ours
people are seeking for everything
except looking in wrong place
for in this world they do cling
The true and only source of life
is Jesus my saviour and friend
He's the one who loves me
promises to be there to the end
Jesus is everything to me
for He is my all in all
having forgiven me all my sins
making me stand spiritually tall
I have access to Him anytime
His ears open whenever I plead
for He's always seeking my best
knowing exactly what I need
Jesus prays always to His father
for me He continues to intercede
showing such perfect everlasting love
so on His living word I do feed
Ever since Adam sinned at the fall
sin has entered every human alive
bringing spiritual death upon us all
lost forever no matter how we strive
God has worked out a perfect plan
sending His own dear son to rescue man
this would take Him to Calvary's cross
shedding His blood for His own clan
But man hates to accept God's truth
for the gospel declares God's great love
showing how great He loves sinners
will man believe God is enough?
God's call to sinners to repent
sounds forth to every listening ear
that Jesus is the only sure way
to receive forgiveness that's so dear
God's sufficient provision for all sinners
His call is still open to the day
salvation is found only in Jesus Christ
eternal life is the prize for all who obey
("I have not come to call the righteous but sinners to repentance.”)
Luke 5: 32 (esv)
A king has arrived on US soil.' Protocol and
Shared interests, are undoubtedly the counterfoil, pon which promises and favor
Will carreen' while onlookers
are in close, and millions are on screens.
We have seen it before.' The very special bond, very chummy and pally, and so on; and on.' andrew
battenburg, has enjoyed all this.' Profuse warm
Wishes..Maybe some was just kid.? However
There's been some changes; as we all now know
No more andy.' Today its this
strange king.' With his
Queen in tow.' He's done it before so many
Times..Tet'e teted with kissenger, no hint
Of war crimes, no whisper of epstein
either, i'd say
Today.? Designed..They used different
tunnels i'll guess on the day.? I mean in buckingham
Palace l.! its easy to miss, a high level fixer
So nothing was ever amiss.' And no one in the
Present, of the throng of control, would ever do bad stuff." Pon their very souls.! and
Should a scandal break? even now" no one
Would knew anyone..( i can guarantee thst somehow.?)
God knows us better than anyone
even we don't know ourselves like God
so can He solve all our problems?
after all He has a mighty sharp sword
Remember that God is all sovereign
can do anything at any time
for His control is His alone
He never changes always at His prime
So why doesn't God always remove
these problems we think He should?
after all He is all powerful
so problems all remove He could
But God is also all wise
knowing the beginning and the end
bringing upon us what's for our good
so our hearts He can fully mend
Sometimes we grow better
through our spiritual winter
than we do in blessed summers
for we are marathoners not a sprinter
Let's just trust fully upon our Lord
for He knows what He's doing
He's been God for ever and always
even the demon's bow at His bidding
The King dreamed of a contraption, a device
that would light up his night, so nice
No wax melting, no moths smelting
Not all that long ago...
He dreamed of food and drink always cold
in a box, a contraption, a device
No spoiling, no milk boiling, so nice
Not all that long ago...
O, and how he dreamed of a box, a device
to keep him cool on the hottest summer's night
No sweating, no tossing, no turning, so nice
Not all that long ago...
You and I are now more privileged
than the wealthiest of those Kings
Our homes, so nice, graced by lightbulbs, refrigeration, a/c
Are we duly grateful -- fellow King -- for all these things
I opened the old broken gate,
And strolled up the overgrown garden path,
It was the end of winter, still chilly
My car had broken down; I do not have a mobile phone.
So I was hoping the owner of the little cottage
would have a phone that I could use to phone a garage.
Everything about the little cottage
was severely in need of renovation.
It looked sad and unloved.
I knocked on the door gingerly,
I was feeling very vulnerable and unsure of myself.
I knocked several times, no answer,
Then the door slowly opened,
Inviting me to enter
It was shabby and dark inside the cottage,
Except for a ray of light shining onto a rickety old table,
On the table, a pristine jam jar full of fresh wildflowers stood,
Its presence took away the squalor of the room,
And gave an atmosphere of tranquility
I was mesmerised by the feeling of peace
and calm I felt since I entered this room.
Then I saw her, a wizened old lady,
Sitting in her worn-out old armchair,
Her eyes were closed; She looked comfortable and relaxed.
On her lap, she had a framed photo of an airman.
Her hands were still holding the picture,
Time seems to be standing still.
I was suddenly aware of a clock ticking.
And the ringing of her telephone.
9/14/21
Street and book smart
With a good heart
To make an impact I took part
This ain't a haiku
Why are you so worried about what I do
I'm nothing like you
Often I've been stabbed in the back and lied to
Full of emptiness
And penniless
Never mind all that pettiness
So caught up on who is the sexiest
And wealthiest
Meanwhile such actions can be the deadliest
Trying to salt my name, even though I've been the friendliest
Old news, I pay no attention to it
Such weakness is kept dead, no need to let it live
No good like Acid Reflux
All these cheap f***s
Taking advantage of others assuming they won't speak up
I don't care about your teacups
Or if you own three trucks
Good on you if you got some useful "free stuff"
It wasn't always too equal
People obsessed with blue people
Quickly displaying true evil
Had to work on a budget
Trying to stay away from drama and dumb s***
In a world full of corruption and little if any justice
From here to way beyond Nantucket
Sad thing is most people judge quick
Another lonely night and sip of beer
Listen here
It all has been far from crystal clear
And not always what it appears
In my heart, I hold my sisters dear
As I travel around with little fear
On a planet that is a sphere
Got to make the best of it, before it all disappears
Honestly, I can't be financially set off this career
Or afford to go crazy like Britney Spears
In fact
All that B.S. I ain't with that
Break 'em apart like a Kit-Kat
Staying alert not so quick to sit back