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monkey
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: The land down under
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I've got such a terrible cold
When I sneeze I entirely fold Then need to readjust My bra on my bust Before they get covered in mould |
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there once was a sunning young runt
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
Posts: 8,967
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there once was a sunning young runt
Who held up a mirror in front
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My strength is as the strength of eight -- My heart is nearly pure. |
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left hanging
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: between the click of the light and the start of the dream
Posts: 10,071
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there once was a sunning young runt
Who held up a mirror in front to see a reflection |
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Myth Demeanour
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: My tent
Posts: 3,041
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there once was a sunning young runt
Who held up a mirror in front to see a reflection perceived as perfection
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Monkey on the Halfshell |
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no more nice girl
Join Date: Jan 2004
Posts: 5,054
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there once was a sunning young runt
Who held up a mirror in front to see a reflection perceived as perfection But saw only instead a fairly average face and body.
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He really shatters the myth of white supremacy once and for all. |
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
Posts: 8,967
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To the mirror she said, "I'm in luck!"
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My strength is as the strength of eight -- My heart is nearly pure. |
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