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(08-27-2014, 12:14 AM)rayheinrich Wrote:
I went to 'Christopher Sea' on facebook and found your watercolors
that I'd seen before (still beautiful), but 'Crane Lagoon' didn't seem
to be there. What am I missing?
Sorry, I have not been on FaceBook for a while Ray. I will download it there for your perusal. Thank you for appreciating my artwork!
(08-26-2014, 06:50 PM)ChristopherSea Wrote: (bumping this back up to the front)
she nearly sought the sort
that fought for nought
and who ought to have thought
more about her age than her raging desires
Maleficent burned with ceaseless fire,
mere age could never quench her desire
for tall vodka snorts,
twisted boudoir sports
and those innocents she could bemire
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Maleficent burned with ceaseless fire,
mere age could never quench her desire
for tall vodka snorts,
twisted boudoir sports
and those innocents she could bemire
Love's ceaseless fire's desire,
requires removed attire.
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Love's ceaseless fire's desire,
requires removed attire.
Please cease with the flames,
desire requires too much effort;
your lover has retired.
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Please cease with the flames,
desire requires too much effort;
your lover has retired.
Loss of desire
may lead to enlightenment
but peace is not lust
for life
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Loss of desire
may lead to enlightenment
but peace is not lust
for life
The crux of our cravings
illuminates nature’s quest
for that perfect piece
of ass
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The crux of our cravings
illuminates nature’s quest
for that perfect piece
of ass
Just ask Nick Cave
what happened when
the ass saw the angel
though
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Just ask Nick Cave
what happened when
the ass saw the angel
though
Though angel's ass amazes me,
and only God can make a tree;
you make my wood you lusty lass,
'cause my religion is your ass.
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Though angel's ass sublime it be,
and only God can make a tree;
you make my wood you lusty lass,
'cause my religion is your ass.
What kind of religion
does worship my donkey?
I've got a wood pigeon
who is just as worthy.
 wae aye man ye radgie
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What kind of religion
does worship my donkey?
I've got a wood pigeon
who is just as worthy.
Pigeons, like angels, can fly
or walk around on the ground.
Asses that crap from the sky -
no wonder there's none left around.
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Pigeons, like angels, can fly
or walk around on the ground.
Asses that crap from the sky -
no wonder there's none left around.
i like to study angels,
the way they hold themselves
without them around
i might have wonky shelves
did i say angels?
what i meant was angles
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i like to study angels,
the way they hold themselves
without them around
i might have wonky shelves
did i say angels?
what i meant was angles
newfangled angels are wonky,
dancing the fandango
in the quadrangle
of Euclidean space
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newfangled angels are wonky,
dancing the fandango
in the quadrangle
of Euclidean space
In heaven's symmetrical spaces,
the angels abide in their places.
In hell's non-Euclidean tunnels,
sour souls are extruded through funnels.
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In heaven's symmetrical spaces,
the angels abide in their places.
In hell's non-Euclidean tunnels,
sour souls are extruded through funnels.
Her sweet-tooth had faded to sour,
demeanor declining to dour.
She decided to leap,
leave behind that sad creep,
readjusting the balance of power.
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Her sweet-tooth had faded to sour,
demeanor declining to dour.
She decided to leap,
leave behind that sad creep,
readjusting the balance of power.
The problem was all in her head,
the many things he'd left unsaid
or undone, no idea
she'd still be right here
if he'd served her her breakfast in bed.
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The problem was all in her head,
the many things he'd left unsaid
or undone, no idea
she'd still be right here
if he'd served her her breakfast in bed.
For his Birthday, he requested
breakfast in bed,
so she served him
her perfect hard boiled eggs,
dished up bent over
on albumin legs.
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For his Birthday, he requested
breakfast in bed,
so she served him
her perfect hard boiled eggs,
dished up bent over
on albumin legs.
He requested legs
and had to wait three weeks
walking on his hands.
The day they arrived
he stopped playing table tennis.
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out
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He requested legs
and had to wait three weeks
walking on his hands.
The day they arrived
he stopped playing table tennis.
He soon realized legs
are not as handy as hands,
and require great skill for neat
perambulation. How he wished
he'd thought to order feet.
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He soon realized legs
are not as handy as hands,
and require great skill for neat
perambulation. How he wished
he'd thought to order feet.
She was all legs
and a bit hard to handle
for a guy who was all thumbs.
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She was all legs
and a bit hard to handle
for a guy who was all thumbs.
Clumsily
thrashing
bruised but not broken
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Clumsily
thrashing
bruised but not broken
hungrily
trashing
used subway token
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