Tag: poetry
member name: Katrena M.
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January 12, 2007 04:33 PM EST --
In my desperation Lord I cried out to you
Will you hear me or turn me away
With a heart so heavy and full of pain
I have often wondered what you could possibly see in me
All my life I’ve been . . .
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January 18, 2007 10:34 PM EST --
There is a lady in our town silk and satin is her gown
silk and satin white and velvet
Guess her name three times I tell it
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January 19, 2007 11:28 PM EST --
Four men sat down to play,
They played all night 'till break of day,
They played for gold and not for fun
With separate scores for everyone.
When they came to square accounts,
They all had made quite . . .
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January 18, 2007 10:55 PM EST --
As I crossed London Bridge I met a man he
tipped his hat and drew his cane and in
this riddle I told his name
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January 18, 2007 11:00 PM EST --
two ducks in front of a duck
two ducks behind a duck
and a duck in the middle
how many ducks?????
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January 18, 2007 09:12 PM EST --
Twelve pears hanging high, eleven men riding by each took a pear and left eleven hanging there.
How did they do it?
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January 19, 2007 12:41 PM EST --
Pronounced as one letter,
And written with three,
Two letters there are,
And two only in me.
I'm double, I'm single,
I'm black, blue, and gray,
I'm read from both ends,
And the same either . . .
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January 19, 2009 02:15 AM EST --
In a garden full of stones full of weeds that choked the flowers of a time unknown
Who am I do I wonder do I dare try to step in a place of forbidden love
If I fall who will catch me if I . . .
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August 07, 2008 12:17 AM EDT --
When I was a child at the age of four my mom packed her things and walked right out the door. She never looked back or asked herself what she was leaving behind two little girls that needed . . .
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January 20, 2007 01:43 PM EST --
Forward I am heavy, but backward I am not.
What am I?
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January 19, 2007 10:13 AM EST --
Round as a apple
Red as a rose
If you don't guess this
I'll . . .
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January 19, 2007 10:20 AM EST --
An Indian woman was captured by the military who was ging to kill her. They told her if she came up with a riddle they couldn't solve then they would let her go. She asked them for some time . . .
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January 20, 2007 02:01 PM EST --
Pretend you're a bus driver. You start at New York and fifty people get on.
Then you drive to New Jersey and twenty people get off, while five get on.
Then you go to Florida and ten people get off . . .
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January 03, 2007 09:45 AM EST --
Heaven is a place of contentment, peace and love. Where you have no fear of if you fit in or not. Knowing you are accepted for who you are and not judged by a standard of mans idea of perfection. What . . .
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January 19, 2007 10:40 AM EST --
In this green house there's a little white house,
In this little white house is a little red house,
In this little red house is where some little black boys live
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January 20, 2007 02:22 PM EST --
How quickly can you find out what is unusual about this hmmmm can you find it? It looks so ordinary that you would think that nothing was wrong with it at all and, in fact, nothing is. But it is unusual. . . .
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January 12, 2007 09:25 PM EST --
In my desperation Lord I cried out to you
Will you hear me or turn me away.
With a heart so heavy and full of pain.
I have often wondered what you could possibly see in me.
All my life I’ve been . . .
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January 19, 2007 02:31 PM EST --
As I was going to Saint Ives I met man with seven wives
every wife had seven sacks every sack had seven cats
every cat had seven kittens kittens cats sacks wives
How many were going to Saint Ives?
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January 30, 2007 02:10 AM EST --
First I want to say my condolences go out to each one of you who have lost your child. I can't say I understand or know how you feel because I haven't been there. I couldn't imagine that pain . . .
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January 14, 2007 12:31 AM EST --
In my desperation Lord I cried out to you
Will you hear me or turn me away
With a heart so heavy and full of pain
I have often wondered what you could possibly see in me
All my life I’ve been . . .
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