Topic: Say a short poem for the person above you to show them you c | |
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Well lets see
what will it be a poem about love or a poem from above so lets get clicking what will it be oh I know A poem about you and me come on set me free,, |
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Well lets see what will it be a poem about love or a poem from above so lets get clicking what will it be oh I know A poem about you and me come on set me free,, When you find, and make a friend, Are you there for them until the end? When they are down with no place to go, Do you really need to let them know? There will be times when you're down too And hope that they are there for you. They may ask for aid, a friendly ear And it will help if you are near. Friends are not made overnight You can lose them though without a fight When you yourself shed tears of pain Then having friends will ease the strain No one there to hear the cries, To soften down the heart wrenched sighs Be there for me, as I for you And together we will see things through. |
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so true so true
his poem makes me alittle blue just think of all the things we have been through where would I be with out all of you |
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Mendy2 must be the sequel
with sparkling wit and full of fun this one seems to have no equal Mendy2 tops Mendy1 |
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what a nice poem
for this mingle friend keep up the good work for there is no loose ends |
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Atomic missiles fail to fire,
Asteroids miss the Earth. As we listen to the wire, We appreciate the value of mirth. |
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From me to you
and im in the UK tip tapping,move the mouse and click "yo hay! im writeing you a poem! my names "Gid!" and no you dont know him but this is from me to you "when you find that special-one, remember you,d rather be the last not the first man on the MOON! |
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Edited by
Spirograph
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Tue 10/27/09 09:54 AM
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Here's a short poem
to show that I care Though, I do not know'him My advice, I will share Keep your heart warm Keep your smile true And the lovers will swarm, and fawn over you. |
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;)
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hey Gid
your a cool dude so you live far away like the man in the moon so start tip tapping show us your stuff come on its a must |
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Glad your IM is working
and the question you answered you seem very nice and a very good manner |
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yes my IM
is working so now I will be looking to sing me a song with all my mingle friends I cant go wrong |
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Yay, great it is working
I'm sure your friends are glad since it all internet no use for a pen and pad |
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(Peladac) Broken Wing Through miles of traffic I now have returned Things said in anger of me Im begining to learn To live a life of seclusion In this day and time Brings only suspicion Im begining to find A photo not posted Seen here as deciet My personel choice To all who I greet My feelings for one I have revealed on this thread To rebuttles of scorn Rumours of marriage were spread My intentions decided By those here who reside He wont post a photo He must have somthing to hide So in sublte defense Of opinions so easily given I asked nothing of anyone I Simply wrote down my feelings I made no wild promises Just a few poems from the heart But left out my picture Now its all torn apart I care not for my feelings For they are expendable But as for the angel I've written Who is true and dependable She now views me as one Who plays with others emotions Failing to see into a soul Thats is full of devotion. To Hurt and tired to agrue Its not a fight that I bring I'll simply state I could have loved you And bow out with Broken Wing. |
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Having only a metal finger,
causes strange thoughts to linger. Truth is carried by the light, Darkness is a sign of fright. Perhaps you should dig down deep, And allay the fears that you're a creep. Some poems are sung and make you sing, But honesty has a special ring. Your poems are great and fill the sky, But other requirements make you fly. Instead of a metal finger, which has turned green, Perhaps, like me, you need a metal wing. |
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The words herein have made some weep
Emotions running far too deep I think it would be super dandy If we’d just all be sweet as candy |
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Her bubble floats over our town,
She makes them laugh like a clown. Her whacking rod is all so clever, Her moles in holes are hit forever. |
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Flying high as bubbles go
I see the minglers down below Yet others fly in different ways To bring the grins to mingler days |
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(Peladac) Broken Wing Through miles of traffic I now have returned Things said in anger of me Im begining to learn To live a life of seclusion In this day and time Brings only suspicion Im begining to find A photo not posted Seen here as deciet My personel choice To all who I greet My feelings for one I have revealed on this thread To rebuttles of scorn Rumours of marriage were spread My intentions decided By those here who reside He wont post a photo He must have somthing to hide So in sublte defense Of opinions so easily given I asked nothing of anyone I Simply wrote down my feelings I made no wild promises Just a few poems from the heart But left out my picture Now its all torn apart I care not for my feelings For they are expendable But as for the angel I've written Who is true and dependable She now views me as one Who plays with others emotions Failing to see into a soul Thats is full of devotion. To Hurt and tired to agrue Its not a fight that I bring I'll simply state I could have loved you And bow out with Broken Wing. Praying that you would understand what was going through my mind I see you have a really big heart one I thought I would never find, It will be so nice to see who you are to see the man behind the sweet words for hearing your voice again made me realize, something is stirred, My heart was heavy throughout the day I too was thinking it was torn apart two hearts connected can get things done clearly showing a brand new start, At peace now that things can change and can't wait to hear your voice again I really feel within my heart that I found my really good friend, A friend to be there through thick n thin to hold my hand, a hug a kiss on a whim you have touched my soul I hope you know for a knight I need, and you are him. Peladac Off to bed now for it's late you see, gonna rest in bed and sip my chamomile tea. |
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twinkle twinkle
little star how I wonder who you all are |
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