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Confesssion |
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Dom Mart Member
since 1999-08-17
Posts 164Florida |
If I were a punching bag, I suspect I'd have a hunch That I'd rather have the boxers Find something else to punch. If I were a football, I know that I'd be sick And throw up all my breakfast On the very opening kick. And If I were a volleyball Being slapped from side to side, I'd try to fall upon the ground And find somewhere to hide. If a golfer were to drive me With a sharp, resounding whack, I'd scamble for some cover And hope he'd never find my track. If you haven't guessed, I'll tell you The theme of this report. I'm 100 per cent worthless For any kind of sport. |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Love the cleverness here!  Claire |
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cK Navarro Junior Member
since 2000-02-12
Posts 21Helsinki Finland |
Wow and ouch! you´ve really beat yourself there! I felt the slaping and kicking just exactly the way you described it. I hope there´s still left of you after all that! All you need to get yourself out of that violent mess is to tune yourself in love. start with yourself and then move on to another. Donnot jump or you´ll fall... -C- |
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Raul Noriega Junior Member
since 2000-02-12
Posts 11 |
Great! You have brought to life several inaminate objects in a clever and charming way. I really enjoyed this! |
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