Daily Archive: December 6, 2014

Poetry War – Why Does Time Pick On Me?

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I have overloaded expectations of time allowed for each day and now, here I am, a day late and a dollar short getting my poem for Day 6 of Poetry Wars entered, ARGH!! That means…I… Continue reading

POETRY WAR: All I want for Christmas are my @#$% teeth

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Feline boredom falls into the palates abyss. A dentists nightmare. . Fear biters beware! Cat claws probing enamel pick at your weakness. . Open wide, breathe deep a drilling experience awakens your fear.… Continue reading

Poetry War – Why I Think Santa Needs Glasses

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Well! Of all the horrible, mean, low things to do Floridaborne, how could you accuse me of CHEATING? And anyway, so what if I did?? You’re the one with so much time on… Continue reading