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The last post is the WINNER!
- Thread starter ninerbuff
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You can get a cream for that
But, but, but, just like me, my win is unique and no creme needed
I am amazed at all my un-creme-ated wins!
Good morning!
Move on, little tall lady......I'm the WINNER!
Unlike Einstein, I have no time for my relatives.
A winning peace is preserved. Time after time.
Good morning O' Lapidarian Spermatophytan!
It looks like America (or parts of America at least) are waking up. A good morning win to woke Americans
Parts of Australia are in bed reading and close to sleeping
I am awake, without being woke, and I am woke to that fact as a duly, not-appointed representative speaking for all America as an individual Win!
Good to see you all. Gotta go to work. Saddly.
Good day/Good night. Stand tall/Sleep tight. And run with/like the Win!
Good day/Good night. Stand tall/Sleep tight. And run with/like the Win!
Have a good day, I'll continue to win while you work
Sapphire skies over the cave
The virgin shakes the trees
Ecstatic and joyful the knave
The hair a crown to tease
Running and running here
Broken glass burning tower
Would thou shed a tear
Behold the topping power
Yonder the bear with fur
Cutting my sleeve for pay
Oh, how soothing the purr
When will it be Mars’s day
Your feet so twosome and light
Legions marching out to sea
We pity Tom for his sad plight
It’s the buzzing of a Kurdish bee
Stay over and in my arms
The rain pours hard like thunder
Dangling are the mummy’s charms
She confessed hers is the blunder
Canine customs and curious cake
Let’s not drink but only sleep
One life but only one rake
Sacred be the waters so steep
Hither is my companion Trust
Upon the hill stands a new pole
All these coins overcome by rust
Kiss a muskrat but not a mole
Yearning for a silent jar
Crawling against a toffee star
The virgin shakes the trees
Ecstatic and joyful the knave
The hair a crown to tease
Running and running here
Broken glass burning tower
Would thou shed a tear
Behold the topping power
Yonder the bear with fur
Cutting my sleeve for pay
Oh, how soothing the purr
When will it be Mars’s day
Your feet so twosome and light
Legions marching out to sea
We pity Tom for his sad plight
It’s the buzzing of a Kurdish bee
Stay over and in my arms
The rain pours hard like thunder
Dangling are the mummy’s charms
She confessed hers is the blunder
Canine customs and curious cake
Let’s not drink but only sleep
One life but only one rake
Sacred be the waters so steep
Hither is my companion Trust
Upon the hill stands a new pole
All these coins overcome by rust
Kiss a muskrat but not a mole
Yearning for a silent jar
Crawling against a toffee star
Kathryn
It was on fire when I laid down on it.
Perhaps, and I am sure it's done a number on me as well! LOL