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LeftWriteFemme 01-25-2011 10:45 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 271918)

pine......





Nape

.........

Greyson 01-25-2011 12:10 PM

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Originally Posted by LeftWriteFemme (Post 271997)
Nape

.........



Nope......

Daktari 01-25-2011 01:01 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Greyson (Post 272042)
Nope......



Poet......

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime. . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori.

Wilfred Owen
8 October 1917 - March, 1918

Greyson 01-25-2011 02:25 PM

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Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 272070)
Poet......



Open.......

Daktari 01-25-2011 03:15 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Greyson (Post 272096)
Open.......


Pent......

Greyson 01-25-2011 04:28 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 272123)
Pent......




Tent......

Daktari 01-25-2011 04:31 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Greyson (Post 272180)
Tent......


Nets.......

Greyson 01-25-2011 04:38 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 272181)
Nets.......




Seat.......

Daktari 01-25-2011 04:46 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Greyson (Post 272192)
Seat.......

Star......

Greyson 01-25-2011 04:51 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 272199)
Star......





Tear......

Daktari 01-25-2011 05:17 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Greyson (Post 272204)
Tear......


King Lear...

LeftWriteFemme 01-25-2011 05:23 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 272237)
King Lear...




Spear








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Daktari 01-25-2011 06:24 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by LeftWriteFemme (Post 272246)
Spear
.........


Wrap......

LeftWriteFemme 01-25-2011 07:39 PM

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Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 272293)
Wrap......

to quote a Brit


Prat








:byebye:

Greyson 01-25-2011 09:18 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by LeftWriteFemme (Post 272344)
to quote a Brit


Prat








:byebye:




Port........

lionpaw 01-26-2011 12:57 AM

the word was port...

How about....

sort

Daktari 01-26-2011 04:40 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by lionpaw (Post 272513)
the word was port...

How about....

sort

metal ores

LeftWriteFemme 01-26-2011 05:22 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 272532)
metal ores



oars wooden ones
















:candle:

Daktari 01-26-2011 05:53 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by LeftWriteFemme (Post 272537)
oars wooden ones

:candle:


Roar! Raaaaaaaaaar!!

girl_dee 01-26-2011 06:39 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Incubus (Post 272547)
Roar! Raaaaaaaaaar!!

Rare ------->>>


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