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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 6:54 pm
Porcelain, Porcelain Are you missing the love of your kin 'are you melting away in your skin? Oh por-ce-lain.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 6:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 6:22 pm
(I like to be random here)
I'm sorry your Uncle Fred is dead Did someone bonk him on the head? Did his blood run red Did he pass out on the bed Aren't you glad it wasn't you instead? (thank you no applause necessary.)
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 6:30 pm
a heart at unease can keep the soul awake till three Cup in hand Hoping it'll take me to that promise land Drink laced with cyanide Sitting back enjoying the ride My bones shaking My head aching From here on out there's no turning back perhaps I should've tried some crack Finally feel what I couldn't for years Listen to me good children; your hopes just turned to fear
That would be a poem I made up recently ;3
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 6:35 pm
Yeah, made this last year on Valentines day.
Valentines Day Oh hip hip hooray... At least, thats what I'm suppose to say It doesn't make me happy, there's just no way Every year I get shot into dissarray At least thats what happens on Valentines Day Everyone else says yes while I just say nay, Lovers and couples do what they may And every year I've had nothing to say, At least thats what happens on Valentines Day
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 8:43 am
Mom said puppy's days are through, gonna throw him in the stew. Dead puppies aren't much fun. Oh, no, no, no.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 1:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 4:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 2:01 pm
My puppy died late last fall. He's still rotting in the hall. Dead puppies aren't much fun.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 4:45 pm
Mom says puppy's days are through She's going to throw him in the stew! Dead puppies aren't much fun~
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 5:39 pm
They're coming to take me away, haha, they're coming to take me away, hoho, hehe, haha, to the funny farm, where life is beautiful all the time and I'll be happy to see those nice young men in their clean white coats and they're coming to take me away, haha, to the happy home, with trees and flowers and chirping birds and basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes and they're coming to take me away, haha, to the funny farm, where life is beautiful all the time...
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 4:06 pm
Bad joke, bad joke It at you fun I poke bad joke bade joke you sound worse then old folk bad joke bad joke The guy that said you's a dead bloke Bad joke bad joke Id roll you up then I'd smoke Bad joke bad joke your ashes make a mighty oak God I hate that bad joke.
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