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There once was a Vampire called Mable, her periods were heavy but stable.. So every full moon, she pulled out a spoon and drank herself under the table!.
(this is a poem randomly made because I was eating an ice cream). My ice cream is not as hot as steam,. I found my ice cream in a stream,. My ice cream tastes like in a dream,.
Some are hear to teach, some are here to inspire. Which ever decision you reach, Make sure it's done with desire. XSTABLISHX.
I saw a yellow daffodil In a churchyard writing its will.
Our new light, was so bright, it even woke the neighbours. So i sat with my light which was so bright till the end of night!.
Running wild, Flying free, Ocean-swimming, In a tree. Eating leaves, Or on the ground, Sleeping, quiet, Walking around. A tiger, Or a raven black. A grey wolf hunting, For the pack.
This is a song, Is it harmony. Is it long. Could it be blues. There's no time to loose. Let's find out. What is it called. I think it's called "song".
Turtles are great Turtles don't hate, Turtles live a free life No pain, no trouble, no strife Turtles love affection, Just as humans do Turtles are brilliant And it's just so true!.
Whiskers, claws, Tails and paws, A rhythmic purr, And slinky fur, A gaze so silky, Breath so milky, It must be the cat, Oh no, it's left a mess on the mat!!!!.
In the forest dark and eerie. The sun rises, dull and dreary. Trees with faces long and leery. Ghostlike figures wander weary. All falls silent under moon. Creatures wail their lonely tune.
Into the earth the rain was bleeding, From britain was the sun receding. Children looked with widest eyes, Upon the slate grey iron skies.
No-one there to teach me how to spell my name, No-one there to help me play a game. No-one there to cook my dinner, No-one there to tell me I'm a winner.
Ok, this is so cheesy but it's kinda fun and I know it's not Christmas. I did write it at Christmas though... Enjoy.
Can a bus make you high. No, they don't fly. Cannabis can make you high But don't try to fly You may die.
I've been around the UK and most of France and Spain. But there is one place, this place most by far, were I feel most pain. I was shot there by an arrow that was tipped with something I don't know,.
She says she's an ice-queen, She thinks she's a bitch, Her ideal man would be tall and rich, And though she knows herself better than I, Each of these things I think a lie.
( with apologies to Mr.
When you feel the wind blow you feel the honour as you feel the wind blow you feel the pain we have a honour from god that we are here and we feel pain because people are not born to die remember...
He looked steadily across the fields of flame his eyes barely moving because if he missed a moment it would be a shame he begins to walk a path of Fate to get the other side to live or die that only...
Cinders was plain and fat Not much of a looker Nobody had asked her out Till prince charming kissed her.
A scream from within, Break the monotony of sin, Cheers from a far, To move among the stars.
When we met I was elated. Now I see you so deflated. Our relationship has hit a juncture. I never dreamt you’d get a puncture. You made me feel so alive. The morning that you did arrive.
Like swans who have there soul mate Or penguins and doves for that matter too I know that you’re the one for me And nothing less then forever will do.
Nothing more then strangers. Passing in the street. A fleeting memory passing by. Trying to remember if we ever did met. The outside looks the same,. The features imprinted in your mind.