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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:36 pm
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:37 pm
Mine is in my journal, as well. Along with some stories.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:38 pm
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:39 pm
i finallly have pictures of Disco! razz
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:40 pm
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:40 pm
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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:40 pm
I have a couple of Haikus. Oceans gently move back and forth and side to side a strong force they are.
Fire a graceful force it rashly moves all about embers flare with life.
They are not meant to rythm, but to have the right amount of syllables in each line.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:40 pm
*pops into room* Hello all, I return from my quest.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:40 pm
pickle, she has a nickel she sells it for, a pair of ice cycles now what a day, she leaves he bay she finds a barn and she eats some hay
relish aint she jelous that her sister was oh so gellin so she ate a goose and rode a moose but fell on her a** and had to take another bath
Stir what a blur so swift and light like an lightning bolt in the night what a way that she will play and live out her days with pun boy and a lonely maid
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:44 pm
Dark is he but brave he's not for he flees from fights he sought
He cannot win He cannot fight Burdened by sin crushed by the night
He tries to fight me with words of rhyme But he cannot see I'm at my prime
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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:44 pm
Silver she is such a thriller with her mocking look and her glare of terror, its enough to make any of you sit on your a** and shake in your boots but be not afraid she is kind at heart yet if you hurt her she will peirce your chest, with a metal dart
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:44 pm
I have no sister, Dark. Unless you count my various "adopted" sisters.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:46 pm
pickle relish I have no sister, Dark. Unless you count my various "adopted" sisters. Oh can i be an adopted sister? =P
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:47 pm
at jaft i laugh for his courage is great his mouth he runs but just you wait has yet he, to single me out in this battle for the rhyming crow so avast ye land lubber cherish your gold for by tonight ill be off with ten fold.
and pickle, it was just a rhyme
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:48 pm
~Stir of echoes~ pickle relish I have no sister, Dark. Unless you count my various "adopted" sisters. Oh can i be an adopted sister? =P Of course. I have adopted brothers and sisters. Most of my friends are my "adopted family
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