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He may sleep 'til noon
But before it's dark
He'll have every picnic basket
That's in Jellystone Park
 
For all the world's a stage and we are but mere puppets waiting for someone to cut our string.
 
“Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live”
 
Stop it it's all just so beautiful :'( Sniff Sniff
 
No cabin here....its work fever, we are doing inventory and I will be stuck here until 1 or 2 in the morning.... :'( :'( :'(
 
"If you're losing your soul and you know it,
then you've still got a soul left to lose”




“Sometimes you just have to pee in the sink.”
 
“Sometimes you just have to pee in the sink.”



they would probably send me home if I did that :icon_scratch:might be an ideal
 
Cabin fever??....no way, it's 74 here right now.
This is for you Sherm
 

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"Say, from whence
You owe this strange intelligence? or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting?"
 
Blue Hankie Man

I am as broken wind from an ill hippo
on the wind I penetrate the nostrils
of the most inane scallywags
I am the Saguaro Cactus stuck
in the posterior of a prize fighter to get
him up and at ‘em for the big bout
I am the toffee stuck to the heel
of your 6 inch stiletto when
you’re sneaking out on your hubby
to go met Dirk in the motel
I am the limp-wristed loud-mouth
tango dancer who crushes all
your freakin’ toes in one afternoon
but most of all I am the foul smelling
sack of nasty nose residue blow from
here to kingdom come in a blue hankie
 
so have some of mine ;D :coffee2:
 
This is a good production and unique. I
think it could be made great by working
on the pace. There are too many syllables
in the verses and not enough repetition
to make it something to remember .

A unique production could emerge.
 
There was a young man walking down a deserted
beach just before dawn. In the distance he saw a
frail old man. As he approached the old man, he
saw him picking up stranded starfish and throwing
them back into the sea. The young man gazed in
wonder as the old man again and again threw the
small starfish from the sand to the water. He asked
him, "Why do you spend so much energy doing what
seems to be a waste of time?" The old man explained
that the stranded starfish would die if left in the morning
sun. "But there must be thousands of beaches and
millions of starfish," exclaimed the young man, "How
can your effort make any difference?" The old man looked
down at the small starfish in his hand and as he threw it
to safety in the sea said…

"It makes a difference to this one."
 

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