Topic: Say a short poem for the person above you to show them you c - part 2 | |
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oh john smith too
I think I like you you tell it like it is I would tell you what I think but iam to shy even to blink so for now I will say I think that poem maybe nexted you could write my a song,,, |
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If I sang your song
would you sing along? Would I see a beaver or an O.T. cleaver? If I sang your song it could go on and on it would be a miracle to find the right lyric al If I sang your song would I see a thong? perhaps my words will be too absurd Should I chord my prose or just give ya a rose? Here we are on Mingle at the end of my jingle. |
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no no
who would know you wont see a thing but your talk rings a ring Iam looking for love from a man but it seem like I will have to pray moe from the man above But I love this site even if I dont find my mate tonight |
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In the year of your Lord
Two thousand and eight Perhaps you were bored And sought a loving date A man on his knees Before an Awesome God Begging Him please Bring me a loving bod In the year of twenty twelve She prayed to the "man" above And into Mingle she did delve Seeking a Christian man to love |
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I see you and I love our Lord,
And i was rather bored, So, i thought i'd give you this clue, that i'm sure you already knew, Your profile picture is rather blue. |
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There 'twas two fine fellows
Each who had both elbows Ones whose profile was blue The others a heavenly hue The lady above had a choice which she texted with a clear voice The only fellow that could hold her tight 'twas the one, the only, glowing in heavenly light |
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Roses are curvey
Violets are too I kiss with my eyes open And you should too! |
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Tutti Frutti
Zippity Do Roses aren't curvy Violets aren't blue Roses are purddy But tread carefully They bite when you pick them Just try and you'll see... Violets though lovely And sweet as can be Just come in purple As deep as the sea... |
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Oh Desi eighteen
You look Peachy Keen Eyes wide open, Chris All lookin' for Bliss I love your shirt I love your shorts Y'all such good Sports |
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Titti Fritti
Was quite Witty I rather enjoyed the color you employed A definition true of shape and hue |
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Titti Fritti Was quite Witty I rather enjoyed the color you employed A definition true of shape and hue Thank you John Smith for all you say Isn't it fun with words to play... We can climb to the top We can swim in the sea We can romp in the hay Be totally free Words give us power to hurt or to heal Words can work wonders like no other pill... So hold on to me and I'll hold on to you We'l run through the tall grass You won't need your shoes... |
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Without a Doubt
I'm gonna Shout Words are Fun And so's a Pun So I'm Laughing My Ash Off Cuz I was sippin', now I cough I spoke some Flirty Words You'd think I spoke a Dirty Dirge I was just kidding, A misunderstanding. For dating a Christian Was never my Mission. |
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She is not for you. Her wonder & innocence is as refreshing as morning due. Storming ahead upon a galliant steed under magestic light, comes an honourable king with heavens' delight
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I'm so glad!
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Lol, I am glad you are glad. Tis far better than being sad. May a precious love find you too. For nothing is impossible, JohnSmithtoo :-)
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You silly kids, shame on you
Not fair I say is 1 to 2 Now run along John Smith old boy Twas never intended I'd be your toy.... |
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You silly kids, shame on you Not fair I say is 1 to 2 Now run along John Smith old boy Twas never intended I'd be your toy.... |
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Edited by
Leigh2154
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Sun 07/08/12 12:26 PM
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You silly kids, shame on you Not fair I say is 1 to 2 Now run along John Smith old boy Twas never intended I'd be your toy.... Jerry says I'm not allowed to use this one, but just this once I'm going to defy my master... For you Boonie!! Hope you are well my friend!!! |
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I thought he spoke of Memly, I was defending her honour.
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