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| Topic: Say a short poem for the person above you to show them you c | |
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Oh sweet honey
Why do u need money? Money is fiction R u going for the auction?  |
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A regular to mingle2,
He cheers us up when we are blue. If there were ever a mingle3, That is where prashant01 would be. |
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i wanted to write a peom
so i shall be nice somethin' simple for 'em with added sugar and spice the person above with those cute eyes you will find someone to love and he will tell no lies but be sure to say kind things all the time and he will come every day so i can make this last line rhyme |
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Thank you for your kind words,
And a poem so nice it's sung by birds. As you do me, I wish you the best, As long as the sun goes down in the west. |
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just remember some birds arn't nice
they are truely mocking i would rather my work sung by mice they are never talking but your rhymes are sweet and well sung its truly a feat and well done |
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Mocking birds can be amusing,
As long as they are not abusing. A good one, though, is not worth losing, Just make sure you're good at choosing. |
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you have a certain thing
so that the end of your lines sing but this is what i bring to this poetic niceties ring |
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you are pretty good yourself,
If I do say so myself. Quick and clever as a little elf, Maybe someday, your poems will bring you wealth. |
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oh hey girl
with long long hair hanging her face with a curl i wish you luck iam kinda stuck no man for me but oh iam not giving up you see have a good day i hope a guy comes you way |
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Edited by
prashant01
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Thu 05/05/11 08:08 AM
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@ Chishio
Prashant is my name 01 isnt really needed  2nd or 3 rd mingle is mingle I'm here but I'm not single. I'm here to explore my world sharing experiences by having word my presence here hope u wont mind please tolerate me,be that much kind
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Edited by
xoangelfacexo
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Thu 05/05/11 08:21 AM
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To Mendy
Night is your shepherd, moonlight is your guide. He is close by but the distance is so wide. You found me blind, except for these words you see. Simple words cannot convince me. Surely a love to hope for, guiding you from a stale, lonely place. Missing him, wanting more. No longer awaiting loves embrace. =) |
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Angels have wings,
And live in cool digs. They rarely associate, With flying pigs. But lips are weapons Put to good use. With them at your disposal, You won't need a noose. The right guy will come, Carrying a smile. The light that will issue, Will be seen for a mile. |
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If pigs could fly
oh, why cant I, Across the rainbow and through the sky? On wings of love, high above the sea below. The winds change and fireflies glow. My halo gleams the hallowed seams a life to mold a hand, in which to hold. Treasure buried deep inside the shattered glass of pain I hide. |
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Angels fly,
Some even soar. The pretty ones glide, The ugly ones snore. To be a good angel, You have pretty eyes, And never eat pork chops! Just burgers and fries. |
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Angels fly, Some even soar. The pretty ones glide, The ugly ones snore. To be a good angel, You have pretty eyes, And never eat pork chops! Just burgers and fries. bahahahahahaha!
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Happy Mother Day to you
I know this day for some could be blue But rememer are mamas it cool you see oh with out our moms what would life be So pick up some flowers And soome candy a box one or two Again I say Happy Mother Day to all of you!!! |
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To all who are mothers
And all those who wish To run after children And serve up a dish Of kid-pleasin' fare And to ruffle their hair... Mendy had words of support And compassion A work of good wishes In Mendy-type fashion. Thank you, dear Mendy For penning the rhyme That blessed all the mothers For now and all time. |
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I don't know if you're a mother or not,
But happy mother's day, I wish you a lot! I'm sorry to say that I'm a bit late, But it can be mother's day everyday, mate. |
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sping is here
I say with a tear to see all the bloom oh the trees came out so soon spring is here no I dont need a beer but a tray of flowers and rich dirt spring is here I say with a tear |
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Tears are precious mendy
dont waste them in vain clear your tears dear time is running out now its the time for you to come out. See & listen dear few others too are crying ask them & compare with yours, their cause of pity. Cleaning their eyes will clear your tears you will never get again reason & time for tears 
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