Hi do you have a favourite poem .
This is one of my favourite poems .
By the time you swear you're his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite,undying-
Lady, make a note of this;
One of you is lying.
do you have a poem
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- satanspaladin
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do you have a poem
Are there many things in this cool-hearted world so utterly exquisite
as the pure love of one woman for another?
as the pure love of one woman for another?
My sister wrote me a poem in her Bday card to me...
You're so clever and funny, with a brilliant mind
Sometimes you're difficult, but you can also be kind
I'm so proud you're my brother, but it has to be said
It's a shame about the road kill, you wear on your head.
I gave her a slap for that one.
You're so clever and funny, with a brilliant mind
Sometimes you're difficult, but you can also be kind
I'm so proud you're my brother, but it has to be said
It's a shame about the road kill, you wear on your head.
I gave her a slap for that one.
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- spinwizard
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"Were days that long, was grass so green
in seasons of youthful desire,
Roaming o'er seas of aqua marine,
where westering suns drown in fire?
'Cross mountain, forest, and river,
I'd wander, carefree and bold,
never heeding the days to come,
When I'd wake up, slow and old.
Oh, how the silent summer noon,
warms dusty memories,
In an orchard, midst my dreams,
'Neath verdant, shadeful trees.
Come visit me, you little ones,
hear stories, songs and rhymes,
A roving warrior's saga,
of far-gone golden times.
--Kroova's song
--By Brian Jacques
I found this in a Brian Jacques book from the Redwall Series and thought it was worth writing down.
in seasons of youthful desire,
Roaming o'er seas of aqua marine,
where westering suns drown in fire?
'Cross mountain, forest, and river,
I'd wander, carefree and bold,
never heeding the days to come,
When I'd wake up, slow and old.
Oh, how the silent summer noon,
warms dusty memories,
In an orchard, midst my dreams,
'Neath verdant, shadeful trees.
Come visit me, you little ones,
hear stories, songs and rhymes,
A roving warrior's saga,
of far-gone golden times.
--Kroova's song
--By Brian Jacques
I found this in a Brian Jacques book from the Redwall Series and thought it was worth writing down.
Adrian: Einstein flunked out of school, twice.
Paulie: Is that so?
Adrian: Yeah. Beethoven was deaf. Helen Keller was blind. I think Rocky's got a good chance.
Paulie: Is that so?
Adrian: Yeah. Beethoven was deaf. Helen Keller was blind. I think Rocky's got a good chance.
