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Dec 23 11, 14:48
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Keep your shirt on as well as your pants lest the reader look at you askance. Water will not avail by the drop or the pail to brainwash you before the last dance.
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Dec 28 11, 06:13
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I don't shower for folks to look on, and I hope you will take the baton and join in our race to clean up this space for writing that clean minds may spawn. very Lightly, of course, Daniel
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Dec 31 11, 01:22
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DOWN AND DIRTY
This, your "writing that clean minds may spawn" is a bore, to be met with a yawn please do not seek a cure for limericks impure to kow-tow to those minds too too high-born
Alan
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Jan 3 12, 12:09
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A Tutu who's highborn's no Boer South African dwellers abhor. The Bishop is kind, will challenge your mind to positive, activist lore.
Original first line, with typos:
A Tuto who's highborn's no bore
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Jan 4 12, 09:57
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Who’s this Tuto whom you give acclaim? Is that Archbishop Desmond of fame? Man of peace, he just might want to put up a fight if he read someone had changed his name.
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Jan 9 12, 11:27
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A typo is easy to do; one look, and you'll see I made two. Corrections I've made ere memories fade and folks will forget I made do. blushing sLightly, Daniel
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Jan 10 12, 09:36
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I knew Tuto 'twas typo before I'd replied, but the thing I adore is the twist at the end of line one; I just grinned. Didn't see that one coming Señor!
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Jan 10 12, 09:50
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I will blush with a hesitant bow at the thought that I've shown someone how to laugh at a thought they hadn't first sought in reading a poem with stiff brow.
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Jan 10 12, 11:45
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No stiff brow I allow when I read a limerick that is slick. To succeed, read to self, never speak. With your tongue tucked in cheek a stern visage just might make you bleed.
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Jan 10 12, 13:14
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May no one ever bleed when they read [though I think I succeed if they've peed] when I Lim'rick I've writ -- though I freely admit to misleading my friends to misread.
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Jan 10 12, 15:28
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A Limerick of ambiguous slants that obscures the true meaning, supplants what some readers, astute, ascertain with a hoot. Others have no epiphanic chance.
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Jan 10 12, 15:42
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Epiphanic 's a hard word to fit in this meter without losing wit... but I do get your meaning... yet fear others' leaning too far t'ward the beckoning pit!
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Jan 11 12, 09:46
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Is that “Pit” what their calling a school where the students now sleep, text and drool? Let them lean ‘till they fall on their face. I would call that the best way to cleanse the gene pool.
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Jan 11 12, 10:25
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Oh, be careful of students from Pitt! If you dis them, you'll likely commit unforgivable sin. The battle they'll win; their Panthers devour you and spit.
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Jan 11 12, 10:51
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Panther spit, to me, is somehow gross. To be eaten or left comatose by a big hungry cat would negate a post that might make smiles from what had been morose.
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Jan 11 12, 11:16
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Making smiles with our posts is a goal whether Santa is leaving us coal or he chuckles so loud his belly's a shroud... then we'd Mrs. Santa console.
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Jan 12 12, 09:42
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Being bad does not count if you're blessed by a priest after you have confessed. Men like trucks or a gun, boys want toys to have fun, but girls want COAL that's highly compressed.
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Jan 13 12, 08:22
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A diamond's forever, they say and I've found it to be that way-- the savings, that is, goes up in a fizz-- and now I've no time to make hay.
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Jan 13 12, 13:03
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"Making hay is not easy", he said; when I asked an old farmer named Fred. "If you're old, you get tired and with age, uninspired whether talking 'bout field or the bed."
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Jan 13 12, 14:41
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But what if he's talkin' 'bout money? He has a good time with his honey but tired from the field he finds he must yield the checkbook... an' now he gets noney!
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