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WINTER.

Contributed by butterflygirl40 on Wednesday, 23rd November 2005 @ 07:57:53 PM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



I once live on 3 acre of land.

I felt like an actor.

But after I woke I wasn't no actor.

I didn't have an answer to my dream of being no actor.

I went to see the baker to bake me a cake.

Then a banker told me I had 20.00 dollars.

When the banker told me I had 20.00 dollars it made me feel better.

I sat down and took a breather.

Then as I was leaving I ran into a man who smelled like a brewer.

Then I thought to myself what a bummer.

Then I went to see my brother.

I went and brought a burger.

Then I went home and cut on the burner.

I was out of butter.

I had to be calm 'cause I was out of butter.

Then I saw this camper that I wanted.

Then I told myself I am going to get cancer if I keep smoking.

Then I drank me some coffee with creamer.

Then I sat down and ate a cracker.

Then I drank me some water.

Then after all of that I had to bring in my puppy 'cause it was whimpering.




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Re: WINTER. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 23rd November 2005 @ 08:11:16 PM AEST
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lovelly write ,,keep em coming,,,,


Re: WINTER. (User Rating: 1 )
by Butterflygirl40 on Wednesday, 23rd November 2005 @ 09:47:04 PM AEST
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just wanted to wish the one's who read my poem ,, a very happy thanksgiving...


Re: WINTER. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 23rd November 2005 @ 11:59:19 PM AEST
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I didnt have a answer to my dream

You may not be an actor, but you sure do share a lot of life from the baker, the banker, humans, family, nourishment, transportation, long-suffering, water.. the living spring... and your precious little puppy. God love you and Happy Thanksgiving to you my dearest one. You have a most wonderful and loving Winter Poem that may open eyes to this beautiful world and all it shares, just like your poem, happy and sad times...

From my precious little Book. Apples of Gold by C.R.Gibson ....Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood.

Raquel Leah :D


Re: WINTER. (User Rating: 1 )
by Sinned on Friday, 25th November 2005 @ 06:46:19 AM AEST
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butterflygirl40

Sounds like an interesting day in your life.
Kept me readind till the end.
I think you need to work on your english,but I am not critizing as your feeling always come through very well.
Hey ! I don't speak the best english either.
Are you still in school or older? I'm just courious.
Keep posting as you have much to offer.

sinned




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