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Apr 28 18, 23:30
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My cholesterol never is high! But the starch and the sugar, well... sigh... I keep eating too much so my weight-gain is such that I fear I must stop or I'll die!
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Apr 29 18, 22:20
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“That I fear I must stop or I’ll die” was the thought in the mind of this guy fighting in Viet Nam so without any qualm chose to give different life-styles a try.
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Apr 30 18, 14:56
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If one gives different lifestyles a try he may end living in a pigsty eating pods for his lunch since the whole selfish bunch he'd been hanging with all said goodbye.
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May 1 18, 08:59
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He’d been hanging when all said goodbye for the noose that he used was two-ply and the crooks, when they dropped, broke the rope; never stopped running off before his second try.
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May 1 18, 16:23
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Running off before his second try there was no paint where he'd left to dry in the room where he'd sleep; he had tried being cheap... but he did catch a big honkin' fly!
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May 2 18, 20:16
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He did catch a big honking fly’s butt and his tongue took it down to his gut. The bull frog’s flower bed was now clean and he said, “Time is fun when you’re having flies!” Splut!
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May 3 18, 12:22
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It's no fun when your draggin' fly sticks; your aroma will not welcome chicks and your cut-offs now sag 'til you wipe with some rag found out back by your stack of used bricks.
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May 3 18, 21:26
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By your stack of used bricks found out back were the shreds of an old paper sack which once held some cement; you don’t know where it went and you can’t build the new wall you lack.
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May 4 18, 12:15
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If you can't build the new wall you need, buy some fence posts and wire and some seed; soon your yard will be green and your friends will have seen beauty out where your dog once had peed.
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May 4 18, 22:58
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Where your dog had once peed, beauty’s out for brown spots will appear. There’s no doubt that the same goes for poo which can leave brown spots too so just spray some green paint there about.
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May 5 18, 00:09
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If you're spraying green paint on your lawn, very soon what will you walk upon but dry acid lime dust that is baked to a crust? You'll have killed all your grass thereupon.
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May 6 18, 15:53
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Thereupon all your grass you’ll have killed is green paint from the spots you have filled so get rake, hoe and spade and the clean ground you’ve made is a new flower bed that you’ve tilled.
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May 6 18, 19:08
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In the newly-tilled bed you have made plant tomatoes and peppers you've splayed all around you in prep for your efforts to schlep every plant to the ground they'll invade.
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May 7 18, 22:29
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They’ll invade every plant in the ground! If you try to grow mint, please surround every type, for their roots will send out little shoots. Farmers can’t govern mint, they’ll abound.
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May 8 18, 09:15
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If a farmer can't govern his mint it's inevitable that a glint will appear in the eye of his wife, who'll espy all the gold that could bear her thumbprint.
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May 8 18, 21:10
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All her gold should be bare a thumb-print ‘cause her fingers were where it all went and she’ll always begrudge a small stain or a smudge that detracts from its gleaming extent.
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May 8 18, 23:39
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It detracts from her gleaming ex-tent 'cause he paints inside houses for rent using it as a tarp; soon he fell down a scarp when she pushed him... and what a descent!
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May 9 18, 14:44
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He was decent whenever she’d push him to yard work and trim every bush while she sat by the pool. He would use every tool but wished one got her off of her tush.
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May 10 18, 09:40
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She got off of her tush, cleaned the pool, made a lunch that would cause you to drool; while I work in the yard it's increasingly hard as I watch hungrily like a fool.
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May 11 18, 07:15
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Like a fool, as I hungrily watch, exposés take suspense up a notch; they’ve found no Yeti yet and I’m willing to bet no Sasquatch but their hand’s near your crotch.
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