A Day In The Life of a Stubbly Troll

In the Shadows of a King

One of America’s Great Hero’s

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I wish I could take credit for this–I can’t.  I found it in a cross stitch book I once had, and it has stuck with me *all* these years.  I may have the lines off a little bit, and it HAS been *all* these years, believe me.  But those words have never left my poor, addled mind.   : )    Great writing and good Blessings,  Stubbs

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The Pledge Of Ullegiance

I pledge ullegiance to the flag,

Of the New Knighted Stakes of America.

And to the Republic, four witches stand

One nation, under God.

With lemon trees and jello for all.

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So easy to fall for scams and lose your shirts. I’ve not seen this one, but watch out for it!

Don Charisma

Who wouldn’t want to make money sitting at home on their computer, almost passive income ?

This I don’t believe is greed, just folks wanting to make a living for themselves and their loved ones, nothing out of the ordinary in ordinary people wanting a decent standard of living.

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I Make Money Online dot co dot uk (I don’t want to promote the guy’s site so no links), randomly appeared at the top of my Google search results, my inner entrepreneur working wonders. The “site”, erm page is a cliche marketing page which generally turns me cold, but one of the clever’ist one’s I’ve seen.

The ROPE

Make money online virtually no risk, £1200 per day … nice … where do I sign …

The PLAY

Online Casinos that haven’t thought out all the odds (don’t make me laugh!). Tells of a system for European roulette where you can win…

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Mars conquered

slyvioletflower

 

 
We started out as lovers
Now you cannot say my name.
Thought love last for a life time
I’m the one who stayed the same. 
For I will always picture
Love not to be a game.
Now you showed me something different
That trust can turn to shame.
 
C/o 14/08/2013/SLY
 

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A gentle reminder in the fight to end the cruelty in the meat industry.

I sit and blog

The kittens come

I wr+– tse  ….

What poets are these

These kittens mine

My kittens on the keys

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They’ve struck again

And off they’ve run

They’re hiding somewhere

With glee

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I walk away

To take a break

Some sneaking I had heard

And mews, and meows

And giggling too

My kittens on the keys