21 October 2006
Need to Relax
Poetry is dear to Keesie’s heart.
One cannot live and love Africa without witnessing poetry in everything.
As deep as I love my continent, Elisson makes Keesie wish he were in Tennessee.
I am kin to crackers, rednecks, and ridge runners.
We sing the same songs.
Comments:
Kees, I have no doubts you would fit right in.
# posted by Lisa W. : 23 October, 2006
Just to let you know, you've been reviewed, per your request, at Ask and Ye Shall Receive
Tally ho!
# posted by kitty kat : 23 October, 2006
That means you must be a third cuz to a Alabama stump jumper and a Texas Turd hopper
# posted by GUYK : 23 October, 2006
Forbidden Snowfall
Fermented god-droppings trespassing
in my backyard! My hair! My eyes!
Even up my nose!
Hearken, you ugly damned intruders
of this spring night, you are not wanted!
Army of belchy, begging, burped-up bastards!
Cathouse-hold of bumbling, blubberous, bitchy broads!
Ornery nuisances trespassing in MY BACKYARD!!
Hearken! Alas! Alas! And beckon hither,
nay, I pray!
Muss not my hair!
Blind not these eyes!
And stop slapping my face like that!
You-are-not-wanted!
I want to plant my summer seed
and reap a golden harvest.
So leave me now. Be off! Off! Off, I say!
I can't grow anything when I'm, oh, so cold
and moody.
# posted by MrsJoseGoldbloom : 25 October, 2006
One cannot live and love Africa without witnessing poetry in everything.
As deep as I love my continent, Elisson makes Keesie wish he were in Tennessee.
I am kin to crackers, rednecks, and ridge runners.
We sing the same songs.
Comments:
Kees, I have no doubts you would fit right in.
# posted by Lisa W. : 23 October, 2006
Just to let you know, you've been reviewed, per your request, at Ask and Ye Shall Receive
Tally ho!
# posted by kitty kat : 23 October, 2006
That means you must be a third cuz to a Alabama stump jumper and a Texas Turd hopper
# posted by GUYK : 23 October, 2006
Forbidden Snowfall
Fermented god-droppings trespassing
in my backyard! My hair! My eyes!
Even up my nose!
Hearken, you ugly damned intruders
of this spring night, you are not wanted!
Army of belchy, begging, burped-up bastards!
Cathouse-hold of bumbling, blubberous, bitchy broads!
Ornery nuisances trespassing in MY BACKYARD!!
Hearken! Alas! Alas! And beckon hither,
nay, I pray!
Muss not my hair!
Blind not these eyes!
And stop slapping my face like that!
You-are-not-wanted!
I want to plant my summer seed
and reap a golden harvest.
So leave me now. Be off! Off! Off, I say!
I can't grow anything when I'm, oh, so cold
and moody.
# posted by MrsJoseGoldbloom : 25 October, 2006
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Forbidden Snowfall
Fermented god-droppings trespassing
in my backyard! My hair! My eyes!
Even up my nose!
Hearken, you ugly damned intruders
of this spring night, you are not wanted!
Army of belchy, begging, burped-up bastards!
Cathouse-hold of bumbling, blubberous, bitchy broads!
Ornery nuisances trespassing in MY BACKYARD!!
Hearken! Alas! Alas! And beckon hither,
nay, I pray!
Muss not my hair!
Blind not these eyes!
And stop slapping my face like that!
You-are-not-wanted!
I want to plant my summer seed
and reap a golden harvest.
So leave me now. Be off! Off! Off, I say!
I can't grow anything when I'm, oh, so cold
and moody.
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Fermented god-droppings trespassing
in my backyard! My hair! My eyes!
Even up my nose!
Hearken, you ugly damned intruders
of this spring night, you are not wanted!
Army of belchy, begging, burped-up bastards!
Cathouse-hold of bumbling, blubberous, bitchy broads!
Ornery nuisances trespassing in MY BACKYARD!!
Hearken! Alas! Alas! And beckon hither,
nay, I pray!
Muss not my hair!
Blind not these eyes!
And stop slapping my face like that!
You-are-not-wanted!
I want to plant my summer seed
and reap a golden harvest.
So leave me now. Be off! Off! Off, I say!
I can't grow anything when I'm, oh, so cold
and moody.
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