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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 2:07 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 2:08 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 2:13 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 8:35 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 5:08 pm
Blessed are the peacekeepers, Unless they keep it for themselves. Making profit from the weepers, Putting memorials on the shelves.
(Well, at least it's not too depressing.)
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 7:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2005 3:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2005 3:25 pm
Beginning at the dawn of time. Until the end of all that is. Many a being has attempted a rhyme. Putting words together like this.
But not very many were skilled. Unless you were to count the unknown. Making rhyming words made them fulfilled, Plus it had already shown.
Breeding was for naught but the cause. Under the current head of affairs, Many a poet had to pause, Proving they wern't putting on false airs.
But still many people didn't know. Under their noses was quite a skilled crowd. Meaning life let them go, Proud as can be, screaming out loud.
I post, therefore I BUMP!
-This has been a history of bumpetry, by Proffesor Rye.
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Dirteh Old Man Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 1:47 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 2:07 am
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Dirteh Old Man Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 5:21 pm
heart heart bumperzzz heart heart
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 5:24 pm
heart heart bumperzzz heart heart
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Dirteh Old Man Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 12:16 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 12:17 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 12:18 am
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