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#movement. Oh clock, I know. It's time to go. Time is fleeting. So stop your bleating. All I ask is a minute. The quilt, with me in it. Instead of the cold. And the same old, same old.
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#movement. Oh clock, I know. It's time to go. Time is fleeting. So stop your bleating. All I ask is a minute. The quilt, with me in it. Instead of the cold. And the same old, same old.
Ok, so I've been thinking, since that day you shared your fears, what exactly am I scared of. What brings ME near to tears.
#love. Love worked out what it wanted to know. 5,4,6, 2,1 and away we go. My bloody maths skills leave me in hesitation. Trying hard to solve my loves equations. 2 new lovers make out on the floor.
#nature #burrow The Badger, black and white, Digging caverns, what a site. They live in a cave, Under a 16's old grave. You could'o guessed it, The grave is very well lit.
#movement I saw a penny yesterday So I picked it up Apparently all day long I would have good luck. So when I was out I bought a ticket Not a golden one But a lotto ticket.
You hear her before you see her. Megaphone mouth is what she is. The air is blue and common. Every other word is F*** that and this. The queen of potty mouth. She would shame you somewhere nice.
A metal note, Just one or two. Things to remember, Things to do. Wash the dishes, Hoover the floor. Before I know it, There's four or five more. So many notes, So many reminders.
One sunny morning, on show-and-tell day, The teacher, Mrs. Trolfoot, stood up straight to say: "Who'd like to go first?" and a small hand did sway, "I'd like to go first Mrs.
I'm sick, I'm ill Definitely not well Probably just a bad flu Only time will tell. I've got no voice And a stuffed red nose I don't feel good at all I'll hang out with these girls and boys.
I half a spelling checker, It came with my pea see. It plainly marks four my revue Mistakes I due knot sea.
A kind, warm heart. But a bit of a tart. Loves a giggle. And a cheeky wiggle. My curves, they speak. Make some weak. A twinkle in my eye. A wink, I'm not shy. A bit of a flirt. Not meant to hurt.
A work colleague has managed to pass on his three goldfish to me. It's not that I said no, but, having had everything from a tortoise to a dog, I am at a total loss what to do with fish.
#household When you have a cold there is one rule to follow, It's a fashion that we've sported since the time of sleepy hollow It's a look that requires us to sit on our a#*se With a long white...
#movement. You trample. on me in. those big. old boots. you think. you're in. charge I. don't give two hoots but. you're gonna have egg on. your face cos I'm going. to laugh when you trip. on. th. at.
#youngwritershousehold Picture day, picture day... I hope my hair's looking okay. Line is moving, I'm up next... No one's absent, no pretext.
Ok so I knew I'd put on some weight Just a tad, something I hate But lately I'd been a bit low So to the fridge I would go Eating was a guilty pleasure Just steer clear of a tape measure I didn't...
A young ventriloquist is touring the clubs and one night he's doing a show in a small club in a small town in Arkansas.
Peace in my land, no wars, no conflict, no religion. Comfort and support would come from friends, acquaintances and family. Death would be death and birth would be birth.
A teenage girl with elderly ways This is how she spends her days murder she wrote and miss marple on telly Salmon sandwiches to fill her belly Getting ready for bed at 7 o clock A cup of Horlicks,in...
Sometimes you need to know you've still got it,. The reassuring wink and nudge still got it,. The walk into a lamppost still got it,. The wow you look too young to be his mum still got it,.
B ake the batter, lick the spoon, R ightous joy to come real soon, O ven's on an mixture's in, W ait a while, watch it begin...
I'm sat down looking at my screen. I'm totally confused. I have no ideas what to do. I call up my friends, my family and my tree doctor. Neither of them know what to do .
There's a fly in my room, That won't go away. It's p**sing me off, Ruining my day. It's buzzing loudly around, As if it owns the place. No amount of spray, Will wipe the smile of its face.
I seem to spend my life trying to please I'm a giver not a taker,a compulsive tease Strange sense of humour,nothing's off limits Never go an hour without a few mad minutes But dig a little deeper...