Preps are bad for your sole?

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Never mind its not here anymore.....it wasnt good anyway. :D
Last edited by guy13 on Tue Nov 11, 2008 12:52 am, edited 2 times in total.
Every cloud has a silver lining. For example, even the worst-smelling farts will fill the prettiest balloons.




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i get what you mean.

but thats not a poem.
Is this bass REALLY strong enough?




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Please friend this is not a forum to post your angst against the oppressive popular kids. Well at least not so blatantly.
Those who control their passions do so because their passions are weak enough to be controlled.
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Lord, grant me chastity and continence... but not yet.
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okay this is not a poem nor is it nice
This is a story about a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world.

In every single letter. In every single word. There will be a hidden message about a boy who loves a girl.




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This isn't a poem. Please post this somewhere else. I don't find this funny. And if you going to post something in the poetry section, make it a poem. Not a statemaent.
As your pretty, so be wise,
Wolves may lurk in every guise.




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I get what you are saying but one this is not a poem, and two this is not the place to put this.




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kay guys thanks 4 the feedback wont do it agin.
Every cloud has a silver lining. For example, even the worst-smelling farts will fill the prettiest balloons.




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sooo anywhoo i probably won't do this agin going for a haiku, but i guess i did it wrong

Thanks!
the guy who should stick to music instead of poetry.
Every cloud has a silver lining. For example, even the worst-smelling farts will fill the prettiest balloons.



How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.
— David Foster Wallace