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Old dropout, myself and a tin of tobacco.
We all packed our pipes, sat around the decrepit fountain.
It was cold, in the moss and the ivy in the garden. 83 more words

Bad Poetry

 I write horrible poetry. Because I know this I try to avoid the humiliation of poetry as much as I can.

Unfortunately my boyfriend writes really good poetry. 384 more words



A compass is always a good thing to have

for travels across the big sea and land.

And if off-course should you go

 safely home,  may it help you arrive


Epic times will ensue

Sunday! Another week ends

(or starts if you count that way)

but first – if you don’t mind,

I’ll say: Happy Canada Day!

No doubt, the SSG is happy… 92 more words

Just For Fun

Scaredy Cat

An orange tabby I knew

a dapper gentlecat

He liked to spend his time

a-listening to Jazz

Jazz Cat Jay they called him

and he also played the sax… 75 more words

Just For Fun

To the Noem Nook

To the noem hook

today I’m late

but here I am

smiling none the less. 44 more words

Just For Fun

Christmas in June III?

What’s this, what’s this?

Is it Christmas? Is it my birthday?

My, oh my, I’m getting spoiled.

The boyfriend brought me a present!