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The Parrot
OK this is a Brit Silly Poem
Pete Brown was an animal lover he went out of his way to be kind but he once had a row with a parrot that near sent him out of his mind on his way to the factory in't mornin past pet shop each day he would walk. and as he passed tut window, a parrot these words of alarm it would squawk "I know about thee...most offensive, it gave poor old pete quite a turn and he wondered how the parrot had managed his innermost secrets to learn Well this it went on for a fortnight till the whole thing was getting absurd so at last he went into the pet shop and said "how much do you want for yon bird" Its nobbut for sale, said the pet man that parrot is private its mine "Al give thee ten pound..Pete persisted "nowt doin..twill never be thine" So he left feeling rather downhearted and then on the very next day "I know about thee"..shrieked the parrot as the pet shop he passed on his way So, back to the shop and the pet man Pete offered him one hundred quid! "its nobbut for sale said "tut old fella not even if a thousand you bid" "But seeing you've been so persistant and for't trouble to which you have been tut parrot laid a big egg this morning you can have it for three pounds fifteen" Pete took the egg home and he warmed it each day for a crack he would watch. and soon all his care was rewarded as the offspring of't parrot did hatch While passing the pet shop next morning he braced himself ready for't cry; "I know abaht thee"! said the parrot and fixed him with it's evil eye Pete stopped and turned round to the parrot. he gave it a withering look. " I know about thee too, he answered Tha's had it away with a duck"! |
Gentleman,
start your excuses! Quit your whining boys. Drive. Prove you're better or I will. ~Danica Patrick |
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*after spending the last 10 minutes trying to figure out the sizing, all I can say is SO sorry! Especially if you haven't had your coffee yet. :) |
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“There has always been a paradox to romance: Our one great desire to know someone fully and a pervasive fear that our lover will see the parts of us we don’t bring into the light.”
-MichaelXavier |
The Valley of I Hate Myself by Kirsten Smith
After a few years of You can have me if you don’t hurt me and You can kiss me if you promise to leave soon, I pack my stuff and head south. I drive past the ranch style homes of I like to watch it burn and the freakish dust bowl of If I can’t have you no one will, and into the valley of I hate myself. Forget the bad weather and the dead weight of ghosts, the plus sides make themselves immediately clear: if you plant something, it is almost certain to grow, if you want to live off the land, there is plenty of it. Every night the moon is full and the torrid hum of people having fun— well, it just isn’t there. As far as neighbors go, they’re far from nosy. They stop to say hello only if you’re armed or bleeding. They aren’t interested in the feel-good moments of I think I might come clean or I know I can fix what I once so carelessly broke. They only want the good stuff— the cheating on the husbands, the booze, the drugs, the solemn way you broke everyone’s hearts, mostly your own. They like to hear about all that time you wasted when you could have been Making Something of Your Damn Life. Guilt is the religion of choice here and every Sunday, the pews are full of people who’ve come to sing the songs of Kurt Cobain or Karen Carpenter. The stores are stocked full of meat and cheese and alcohol and the meth labs are clean and unionized. The coke dealers are so well-liked one of them ran for mayor and won. It’s no wonder people never take day trips to the nearby town of Everything’s coming up roses or attempt to try the new Chinese place in Life’s what you make it. But the highlight of it all has to be the walks I take at night. I stroll past the recycling center of self-loathing and the dumping ground for dreams that die hard, and head onto Main Street, stopping to look in the window of the local pawn shop. There’s a guitar and a typewriter and a gold heart locket on a chain, a trinket to remind us that the thing in our chests can’t possibly be as empty as it feels. A few other people pass by, people who were lonely in life and now are here together and we share tight small smiles some of which might even be read as I love you. |
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Who was the first person to say "see that chicken there am going to eat the next thing that comes out of its bum"
Who was the first person to look at a cow and say "I think I will squeeze its dangly things and drink whatever comes out" If Wily E Coyote had enough money to buy all that acme stuff. Why didn't he just go out and buy dinner? And did you notice when you blow in a dogs face he doesn't like it..yet when you take him out in the car, he sticks his head out the window.:confused::blink: |
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We are exactly where we have chosen to be.--Vernon Howard
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"My brain has no heart, and my heart has no brain. That’s why when I speak my mind, I appear heartless and when I do what’s in my heart I seem thoughtless." -unknown
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“This life is what you make it. No matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And baby, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up because if you give up, you'll never find your soulmate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.”
― Marilyn Monroe |
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At some point you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.
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“No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”
― Nelson Mandela, Long Walk to Freedom |
“Most things we call Fear Is not fear at all- Rather Excitement with no Place yet to dance.“
-MichaelXavier |
“A leader. . .is like a shepherd. He stays behind the flock, letting the most nimble go out ahead, whereupon the others follow, not realizing that all along they are being directed from behind.”
― Nelson Mandela, Long Walk to Freedom |
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Make The Ordinary Come Alive By. William Martin
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You can’t change how people treat you or what they say about you. All you can do is change how you react to it. Never respond to a fool.
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A moment of happiness By Rumi
A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I. We feel the flowing water of life here, you and I, with the garden's beauty and the birds singing. The stars will be watching us, and we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon. You and I unselfed, will be together, indifferent to idle speculation, you and I. The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar as we laugh together, you and I. In one form upon this earth, and in another form in a timeless sweet land. — Rumi |
Beauty & Love By Rumi
All through eternity Beauty unveils His exquisite form in the solitude of nothingness; He holds a mirror to His Face and beholds His own beauty. he is the knower and the known, the seer and the seen; No eye but His own has ever looked upon this Universe. His every quality finds an expression: Eternity becomes the verdant field of Time and Space; Love, the life-giving garden of this world. Every branch and leaf and fruit Reveals an aspect of His perfection- They cypress give hint of His majesty, The rose gives tidings of His beauty. Whenever Beauty looks, Love is also there; Whenever beauty shows a rosy cheek Love lights Her fire from that flame. When beauty dwells in the dark folds of night Love comes and finds a heart entangled in tresses. Beauty and Love are as body and soul. Beauty is the mine, Love is the diamond. They have together since the beginning of time- Side by side, step by step. - Rumi |
It has been an ache and a joy both to look over this big shoulder of mine at all my yesterdays.--Ethel Waters
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How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard. ~Carol Sobieski and Thomas Meehan, Annie
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same. ~Flavia Weedn |
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