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on Driven by sgrala
10 Nov 2004, 4:01 PM
This is no sonnet, but instead;
A well pinched loaf of bread.
This is a fabulous pot roast. The best.
You complete fucknut. Of course you can trump Him. The Devil trumped Him in the Garden of Eden by casting the apple of knowledge into the bow'ls of nudity: He certainly wasn't expecting that one!!!!!1111
richa i understand what you are saying, but what work for me to change my life around might not work for anyone else, but we all have our own beliefs in what works and dont works in life. i'm not downing edpeterson, but he never has anything to say or help
anyone if they have a flaw in there poems. he just makes fun of them and a lot of people on this site are trying very hard to become good poem writers including myself. sure your going to have people on this site that's going to have smart remark's,
but they still tell you what you need to do to improve.
Yes they are bumtripe, if you do not make the connection (see comment above)
You've not gone far wrong. The dark substances (limbs and earth) are the pains each of us carries. The snow covers the limbs and the ground (his jokes, my missives) The dust is the pain showing through, at least partially. I wondered who showed more pain and was closer to the ground and who hid it with white crusty snow. It may be a stretch, but at the time, it seemed a perfectly suitable metaphor.
actually as a child in school, I said very little, and yeah I did wear the dunce cap a few times, and kicked little snotty ass boys like you up and down the football field for an outlet, then found out that writing was better. As for your hatred towards the islamic faith, how christian of you, my next door neighbor is a muslim and probably the nicest family I've ever met, happy hating
As failed as a gallop with the scullery maid whilst trying to speak on the telephone.
You are colossal dunce, at school you probably thought you were smart but were actually massively bullied for being such an outspoken bellend. You also probaly called your parents (if you knew them) by their first names. I knew when I came from the womb how to cry implying I knew how to be upset/demand my mothers massive drooping breast be pressed to my mouth. I also know that having been born as a Christian that the Lord had imbued me with hatred of all Islams and Sikhs. You live in some ghastly double world where there aren't such things as predetermination or souls. In other words you are a soggy dollop of failure on the chin of a gigantic quendo.
sorry, I meant ~~~-=Learnede_Behavioure=-~~~
when you are born, you know nothing. Therefore farting is learned behaviour.
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