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The cut runs deep, Crimson drops the carpet does seep. Her pain is brief, But she sighs with relief. Pent up emotions trapped from within, Are now let loose onto her skin.
We were all dancing in our might and glory, the cursed family of dogs and cats of fury.
Dear sir, I am writing just to clarify and clear up some points you keep, As it seems although you are quite far from needing sweeping off your feet.
Sticky-tape mends many things; The broken spine of a favourite book, The arm of sat-on spectacles, Snagged lungs of slow-collapsing balloons, The sticky-backed waxing of a furred jacket, Or the...
Sorry, this is all I've got, it's been a long day:) "That's a poodle" "flapdoodle!" "It's got curly hair" "I don't care" "I know dogs, I've taken classes" "That's not a poodle you need...
My take on the Jubilee. Slightly rude and short so be warned!. Congratulations Your majesty, On your diamond Jubilee. Sitting on your ass For sixty years While England's people Have been in tears.
I don't know why people stay unhappy. Is it a broken heart. Or someone being crappy. I don't get what it has to do with you. You're not them. You're just you. There is no reason to stay unhappy.
She's there if something's happy, She'll clap, applaud, be proud, And equally when depression- Sets upon me like a cloud.
I love soccer its so fun I like soccer Because I love to run. I will play Any day But today I have to play in the rain.
I'm tired of war and the revolution, I'd rather peace and resolution. It seems to be happening every day, someone else with shit to say.
Opuss is a ginger cat Whose stories are known far and wide. His poetry's amazing, his stories gripping No one can put him aside.
The sky is dark, The clouds are grey, Oh, I wish they'd take that cat away. The air is cold, Like the still moon, Is my dinner coming soon.
I have this best friend. She's gorgeous you see, But for some reason, She doesn't see herself like me. She's witty and funny, And a writer to boot. She's blonde and she's punny.
John Keating: We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion.
I propose a toast to you: May you be all, That I never was, Ever wanting to be.
A thousand fireflies,. No lies,. Love swirls around here,. Ocean waters to steer,. Run,Run,. Eager to see the sun,. Darling take your wings,. Follow your dreams,. Laugh and smile,.
So what if I'm a princess. That doesn't make me weak. If a dragon came my way, I wouldn't squeal and squeak. Oh no. I'd draw my sword, And kill it with my skills.
Inspired by @PoppyA's bag poem Shoes shoes a kingdom of shoes You guys think it's insane it gives you the blues All those lovely choices which ones shall I choose Your face says it all, you offer...
Oh well lunch break over. Back to daily grind. I look in nooks and crannies. For any mischief I can find. Searching for a victim. A little prank to pull. But it's a little tricky.
I found a place where the sun always shines, where the wind does not ever blow. This is a place where the love always shines, a place where I will never take a blow.
Nobody stops At charity shops Buy a top Its not just slops If you go in at your own leisure You just might find alittle treasure You could find stuff fit to measure To tell you this ha been my...
My thoughts are green, like newly unfurled leaves, gazing for the first time upon the wonders of early spring.
Forever and ever from here on, I will stand up and fight when called upon. For my friends, for what I believe in, For what is true and where I can stop pain.
Ahem. /\___/\ ( _ _ ) =( •_ )= I'm a grumpy little kitten, When I'm woken up too early, I'll meow rather angrily, And my tone will be quite surly.