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hi im tools Report | 09/13/2011 2:45 pm
yo soi no quedo
Fecal Contamination Report | 06/14/2010 9:32 am
Not quite representational because I ended up dumping a lot more strawberries on it, but this is my first strawberry shortcake, everything made from scratch. If you ever do something like this ... well, you can always ask me any question regarding, well, anything, but particularly food or writing, since those seem to be the things I screw up the least. But, yeah, don't whip more than a cup of heavy cream! lol

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Jud Sama Report | 05/10/2010 7:31 pm
Hey do u remember me i drew you like a looonnggg time ago my name was jud lou ^ ^
Fecal Contamination Report | 04/25/2010 1:22 pm
Just wanna know what happened. I've been missing you, which I suppose both you and I think is strange. And, well, you said it is good bye — in the "Get out of my life" sense, at least as far as that's what I mean when I asked you about that — but I want to know what happened to make you decide to throw a year away.
Fecal Contamination Report | 04/24/2010 4:48 pm
sad
Sionnach Dubh Report | 04/22/2010 2:43 pm
Came across your avi while stalking Art Freebies. Just wanted to say I think it's adorable. ^.^
Fecal Contamination Report | 04/03/2010 4:46 pm
I'm really sorry, darling. But, I can understand how they can be irksome; few people really please you, I suspect and most tend to aggravate you at times. Or so it seems. I'm the same way, really, which is why I'm not the most social person. We'll just have to get you some better and less annoying friends here, down the road.
Fecal Contamination Report | 04/03/2010 4:03 pm
Ah, some of those friends bugging you, too?
Fecal Contamination Report | 04/03/2010 2:55 pm
Who are you done with? That ... boring guy?
Valkidy Report | 03/31/2010 10:13 pm
i love your avi, its Very cute

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Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
and he called it "chops"
because that was the name of his dog
and that's what it was all about
his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
and his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts.
that was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
and he let them sing on the bus
and his little sister was born
with tiny nails and no hair
and his mother and father kissed a lot
and the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
and his father always tucked him in bed at night
and was always there to do it

once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
and that's what it was all about
and his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of the new paint
and the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
and left butts on the pews
and sometime they would burn holes
that was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
and the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
and the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
and his father never tucked him in bed at night
and his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it

once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
and he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
and that's what it was all about
and his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
that was the year Father Tracy died
and he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
and he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
and his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
and the girl around the corner
wore too much make up
that made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because it was the thing to do
and at 3 am he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

that's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
and he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
because that's what it was really all about
and he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
and he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen


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