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UneFille
ANSWERS: 16
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One day a small black blob slipped thru my keyhole and said, "I am God" But I laughed, Two of us?
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A poem, a rhyme... something just off he cuff Not the easiest thing to do But I'll give it a shot, come up with some words That will hopefully satisfy you
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Not a poem. A short story maybe. I'm not much of a poet I'm afraid. Ethan walked down the dark, narrow hallway and into the study. The smell of fresh paint filled the room. A large stained wooden desk stood proud against the far right wall, and a black leather lounge sat in the middle of the room. One single window allowed a stream of sunlight into the room, giving the whole place a warm glow. He didn’t feel warm though. He felt cold. Cold, and alone. He had ever since the death of his father only three months earlier. That’s why he and his mother had moved here just a few days ago, to leave those painful memories behind. He ran his fingers along the back of the lounge as he slowly approached the desk that had served his father for so many years. On the desk, a photo of him and his father taken a few years ago sat in a silver frame. He picked it up and thought back to that day. How happy he had been. A sad smile crept across his face. “I miss you.”
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Sittin on Answer bag.com Thinking that I have been on to long. I am at work after all. But when on Answerbag I have a ball. Surely they would not get upset over a educational site? Right? Right? okay I might get back to work now.
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Here I am on Answerbag Exchanging information Learning from those who represent Every religion, age and occupation!
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I was intrigued As I read your post Compose a poem? How many words at most? Shall I write of love, Of wealth or fame? Or should it be trolls And their stupid game? Shall it be all of these Or maybe none? Here's my poem And now I'm done.
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We're happy you're here on AB Lots of fun ahead as you'll see Great people galore More friendship in store All free, there is never a fee! :)
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One day my son asked me Mom, why am I me? I was so surprised I looked into his eyes What did I see? I saw his daddy and me I said son, you are not you but the union of two Your mom loves your dad and your dad loves her back Our love was so strong That you came along And that my dear boy Explains with true joy Why you are not only you You are both of us too
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I looked out the window and what did I see, but two sparrows mating as bold as could be! They fluttered and danced as they coupled so bold I'm sure that some eggs, their nest soon will hold. At least three or four sparrow nests in the back, hidden in the ivy we have no lack. The babies they chirp, they cry just to eat, while Mom and Dad bring food, I'll bet they are beat! But it doesn't take long for young sparrows to grow, and I guess that is why they are coupling so!
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Elinor kind of sad ... why are you so unhappy, what is wrong, what could be so bad You now have me as friend, your sadness I will mend, I offer you love and affection a medicine with hugs I send You will soon start to feel the joy from this romantic Aussie Boy with his unconventional blend of love, hugs, and warmth for you, my beautiful AB friend :)
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Shadow of a tree cast upon the moon as it lurks like a giant on the horizon. Sunshine is free but it's not always noon moments are waiting for you to find them.
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I harldy knew you- but your gone.. I miss you so much its wrong.. I still feel the pain.. And there was nothing to gain. You slipped away into nothingness leaving me insane? Sorry thats rubbish.. I'm in in a rush!
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You always bring me a special joy That comes straight from my heart And every year that passes by I watch God’s work of art. Through every stage and every age It’s a blessing to watch you grow, And I hope you’ll take life by the hand, And reap that which you sow. You’re a very special daughter to me That words cannot describe I know sometimes I’m hard on you And it hurts to see you cry....... I have always tried to be there for you In every kind of way I'm the proudest Dad a man can be And I think that every day. Now the years have gone flying by, And you’re ready to see the world Just remember this no matter where you go You will always be my little girl.
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There was a little boy, he had a truck, his joy. One day he left in the way, right in the middle of the driveway. He forgot the right thing to do, his truck was gone, his joy too. That Christmas he asked Santa Claus to please bring him a new truck he promised he would be good, to always bring his toys in like he should. As he opened his presents that year he hoped that his truck was under there. He only had one more gift to open it was his red truck! Like he was hoping! His truck outside he would never leave, He would never forget this Christmas Eve.
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here I sit all broken hearted came to crap and only farted.
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Here I sat, staring at the screen My muse is on vacation Write a poem? Without a muse? I lack the inspiration! Alas, I still ponder Typing each word by word Creating the worst poem That you've ever heard But you musnt be picky For the idea was all yours For soon you must realize That writing's a chore Every word typed And every comment displayed Makes answerbag become A more magical place Stocked full of sockpuppets And trolls all around A better bunch of people Could never be found ~+~
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