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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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 Uploaded with ImageShack.us I thought of the words all of the words were in my mind had to hurry write them down put them in a poem forgot my scratch pad by the time I made it home the words were gone, gone, gone I sat there devastated my mutt licking herself making obscene noises phone rings I answer it and it's a wrong number the words were locked in my thoughts now they are gone, gone, gone how can that be I'm passing the time the words were spectacular they were, they were I'd sell my soul to the devil hisself to get those words back ©August 28, 2012 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I have been there before! Oh I hate that! Drives ya crazy don't it? Well said my friend! Good morning! Lori  |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, Lori. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Been there, done that... time and time again!!! And it never gets easier. *sigh* Enjoyed the write... feel for the frustration! |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, suthern, yep frustration is the word for it. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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