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Nov 6 03, 17:11
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Dear Grace and Michelle
Both brilliant !
REQUEST STOP
Request stop this damn bus where I want to get off not odd place approximately nowhere
Love Alan
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Nov 6 03, 23:01
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QUOTE (Alan @ Nov. 06 2003, 15:11) REQUEST STOP
Request stop this damn bus where I want to get off not odd place approximately nowhere
Scattered
Nowhere, to anywhere from yesterday and then becoming today's present thought; where now?
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QUOTE (Dove @ Nov. 06 2003, 22:01) Scattered
Nowhere, to anywhere from yesterday and then becoming today's present thought; where now? Fill a sofa; call ya, Jessica! *smile*
Auntie Yup
Where now you are you’ll stand. I see: you’ve posted yours, and ante’s ceded; wanna bet? ‘tsa deal!
© Daniel J Ricketts 06 Nov 2003
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Nov 6 03, 23:55
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Just Daniel
how many syllables are in 'tsa? i'm not sure how to count it.
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Nov 7 03, 01:05
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Nov 7 03, 01:34
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QUOTE (Cybele @ Nov. 06 2003, 23:05) cybele, thank you for saving me from that horrible line! lol
Pick-pocket a Future
My future lies in your hand. Trace my love lines and worth; empty my pockets to predict your wealth.
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Nov 7 03, 01:56
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My pleasure Dove
This is great fun!!
Your wealth Can never cure A child’s tears, a child’s fears Only unconditional love Does that
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Nov 7 03, 02:56
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THE PROBOSCIS CANNOT LIE, BUT IT CAN GROW .....
Does that nose which he has, protruding, from his face, expose his ethnic origins ? That does .....
Love Alan
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Nov 7 03, 03:19
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Good Morning Sir Knight
Nice one Alan, I like it! :laugh:
A little poetic license required I feel
That doe’s bright, liquid eyes express it’s gentle soul could you sight along a rifle and fire?
Love
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Nov 7 03, 06:11
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QUOTE (Dove @ Nov. 06 2003, 22:55) Just Daniel
how many syllables are in 'tsa? i'm not sure how to count it. Just one!
How many syllables are in the line: "my future" ?
To count upon fingers in this digital age need have no rhyme nor reason for cinquains.
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003
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Nov 7 03, 06:25
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QUOTE (Cybele @ Nov. 07 2003, 02:19)
Sat ‘ere in Ambush!
Anne’d fire! Without a blink she’d shoot that faun, I think. She doesn’t like satyrical. Do you?
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003
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Nov 7 03, 06:45
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QUOTE (Cybele @ Nov. 06 2003, 09:08) I couln't pass up your great tribute, Grace! [Missing syllable in L4?]
Here's Myan:
Shakespene
To Will upon a quill I’mb quite indebtedly penned amateur with cagey words unloosed.
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003 Lightly, Daniel
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Nov 7 03, 06:48
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Nov 7 03, 07:01
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QUOTE (Cybele @ Nov. 07 2003, 05:48) [b]Hey Dan the Man QUOTE How many syllables in 'my future' er, three? (please don't give me a detention, I want to go out tonight) Tsa deal The cards of life I’ll take my six face down Don’t want no crystal ball to see future Tatty bye Grace Detention? De tension is rising?
Feud? Sure! Do you want one? Be careful not to lunge; few’d even notice if we’d spat mew cuss
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003 Lightly, Daniel
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Nov 7 03, 07:35
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Feud? Sure! VERY NIFTY Daniel
Mew!! Cuss that dratted cat! Two shoes and a slipper Running out of ammunition Air gun!
Grace :sun: :speechless:
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Nov 7 03, 08:09
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QUOTE (Cybele @ Nov. 07 2003, 06:35) Feud? Sure! VERY NIFTY Daniel Mew!! Cuss that dratted cat! Two shoes and a slipper Running out of ammunition Air gun! Grace Do tell, Grace! This is fun, isn't it? Care for an apple? Take a byte of this:
Ere gun
he’d let it fly;
son didn’t live to tell
(How many Tells do you know now?)
he missed!
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003 sLightly off the mark, Daniel
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Nov 7 03, 08:16
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Dear Grace
"Mew!! Cuss that dratted cat! Two shoes and a slipper Running out of ammunition Air gun!"
had me LOL, which is just what I need less than 1/2 an hour after having 2 tes, count them, 2 ! front bottom teeth out.
I needed it, cuz I need to learn to laugh in a different way LOL !
Love Alan
PS I LIKE cats .....
PPS added 3 mins later - see, I can't even typo correctly wissou my fron tes !
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Nov 7 03, 08:22
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Ecthsthract from a dental epic-sode
He mithed hith two fron tees after the ec-stracthion and had to thpeak peculiar Englith ....
Love Alan
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QUOTE (Alan @ Nov. 07 2003, 07:22) Ecthsthract from a dental epic-sode
He mithed hith two fron tees after the ec-stracthion and had to thpeak peculiar Englith ....
Love Alan Hey, Alan! Rack 'em up!
Woud you bet your eye teeth on a game o' nein ball?
ein glitch
unless sprechen
quite pe-cu-li-ar-ly.
Pea-cue’ll yearly snooker your side
pockets.
Lightly breakin'... your...
Daniel
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