Ben Pickard
9 years ago
By all the Gods! |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
THAT does not come close to that which may yet come! |
BeautifulSoul
9 years ago
Come to me my pet. |
gumshuda
9 years ago, updated 6 years ago
Out? why do you want me to go out and stand? :O |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
Stand for anything that burns your heart! |
BeautifulSoul
9 years ago
Hearts will mend over time |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
Time heals all but our deepest wounds |
BeautifulSoul
9 years ago
Unattended was the accident I caused |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
Never say never! |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
Time steals life from under our very noses |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
Read all you wish into my supposed sorry disposition |
-Choke-On-MY-Halo-
9 years ago
Disposition, I wonder what in God's name is that? |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
Thread the needle of Acapulco rocks as you dive or splat! |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
Splat paint at that canvas if you wish but it does not make it art |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
Art thou the villainous cad who ignored my thrown gauntlet? |
-Choke-On-MY-Halo-
9 years ago
Gauntlet, you say; oh dear me! |
BeautifulSoul
9 years ago
Me and you are meant to be together forever |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
Forever is too short for love, too long for regrets. |
La Reina De Corazones
9 years ago
Regrets is what I left in the distant past! |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
Past is always present... |
BeautifulSoul
9 years ago
Present times are difficult for a lot of us |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
Us cows say eat more chickens. |
gumshuda
9 years ago, updated 6 years ago
Chickens are filty creatures, playing in mud. Why do you want to eat them? |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
'them' leaves little grammatical leeway in terms of starting a sentence correctly :) |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
Correctly stated, you would never say "Them Bones." |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
Bones disappeared in the pigs' pen. |
BeautifulSoul
9 years ago
Pen is used for writing poetry |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
Poetry and prose - a fine line indeed. |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
In deed and in spirit, the executor carried out his duties. |
Ben Pickard
9 years ago
*Clever Larry! |
-Choke-On-MY-Halo-
9 years ago
Shoulders are like wings to me they make me feel something new. |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
New? What is new under the sun, but the love of a maiden, the cry of a fresh born, the last whisper of a passing geriatric? |