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The difficult we do at once, the impossible takes a little longer Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery What's good for the goose is good for the gander. Adversity doesnt build character, it reveals it It takes one bad apple to spoil the barrel!
Grease is the only cure for a hangover
Love nature , live lightly A rolling stone gathers no moss. When one shears the sheep, the skin on the ram trembles Better to aim high and miss, than to aim low and reach target!
Love nature , live lightly Laughter is the best medicine. A great dowry is a bed full of brambles. Age before beauty Distance makes the heart grow fonder Bitter pills may have blessed effects Every fowl feed pon he own craw.
Below, my lad!
It sounded truly terrifying. The walls echoed to the clap, snap! and
the crush, smash! and to the ugly laughter of their ho, ho! my lad! The
general meaning of the song was only too plain; for now the goblins took
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Subject: thunderstorm preserve
convene brass cominform affect darecylinder aviate damascus ballfield chromatograph courtroom adkins cubbyhole calvary accessible awful
amongst
beth
The difficult we do at once, the impossible takes a little longer Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery What's good for the goose is good for the gander. Adversity doesnt build character, it reveals it It takes one bad apple to spoil the barrel!
Grease is the only cure for a hangover
Love nature , live lightly A rolling stone gathers no moss. When one shears the sheep, the skin on the ram trembles Better to aim high and miss, than to aim low and reach target!
Love nature , live lightly Laughter is the best medicine. A great dowry is a bed full of brambles. Age before beauty Distance makes the heart grow fonder Bitter pills may have blessed effects Every fowl feed pon he own craw.
Below, my lad!
It sounded truly terrifying. The walls echoed to the clap, snap! and
the crush, smash! and to the ugly laughter of their ho, ho! my lad! The
general meaning of the song was only too plain; for now the goblins took
a poem a dada keeps the nebula away
posted by WendyBuckWild at 10:03 AM
2 Comments:
crush; the general meaning of the song was only too plain
a little distance is truly terrifying to a good and fond heart.
goblins took my trembles and put brambles in my blessed skin…the difficult we do at once, the impossible takes a little longer. . . better to aim high and miss. . . oh. love. what’s good.
there is bed, and a thunderstorm, moss to gather and preserve. lightly. oh lightly.
the Imitation of love is terrifying.
sincerest blessed plain heart :
Age before distance,
beauty the only medicine for
bitter laughter.
Adversity reveals like a chromatograph
the impossible, echoed like a thunderstorm
over a ballfield.
love is grease, moss,
and the trembles of sheep.
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