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A Loan Again
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Jun 2, 2011 2:21 am
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I strode into the bank and asked the teller for a loan,
he answered that he’d check his boss and see,
then walked into the office, and I heard an awful moan,
they must have seen my credit history!
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Let's Dance the Samba
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Jun 1, 2011 2:38 am
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Samba is easy to dance,
yes, samba is very good,
samba, I always understood;
samba makes me sleep,
samba makes me wake up,
but never makes me shut up;
samba shines in my eyes,
samba enchants my face,
samba open my space;
I talk all the times,
you can really call “bamba”,
everyone to dances samba.
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Marty's Adventure
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May 31, 2011 4:52 am
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An Irish pub, the place to be,
For a couple drinks just you and me,
Oh please! One more round oh kind sir,
A little more I’ll be drunk for sure,
Later my head begins to spin,
With thoughts of puking, where’s the trash bin,
I remain to gander a line,
At that fine honey, man she is fine,
She wasn’t refusing my charm,
I told her that I meant her no harm,
Looking so good I couldn’t preach,
I bought her a drink, sex on the beach,
One drink brought two, two became three,
Hormones were flying high, we were free,
Left the bar in quite a hurry,
Got in the car no need to worry,
Took her back to my pimpin pad,
Woke up late, believe me it was bad,
Don’t go out to drink and party,
You may wake up with a guy named Marty!
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I'm Good in Telling Lies
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May 30, 2011 5:04 pm
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My darling, my lover, my handsome hubby
Marrying you screwed up my life.
I see your face when I am dreaming
That’s why I always wake up screaming
I thought that I could love no other—
That Is until I met your brother.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet and so are you
But those roses are welting , the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s empty and so is your head.
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don’t take that paper bag off your face.
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Always Remember...
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May 30, 2011 4:59 am
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Always eat up all the food on your plate,
Don't let your clock go slow, or you will be late.
Never tell your children french letters are no good,
AND REMEMBER -- Never tell anyone a joke you don't understand
because the punchline could be rude.
Always tell your mother you've put clean undies on,
Don't talk about anyone until you're sure they've gone.
Never sell a friend a car that will not work,
AND REMEMBER -- Never show the film 'Midnight Express' to
anyone who just happens to be a Turk.
Always get up in the morning and go out for a run,
Don't ever use bad language in the company of a nun.
Never offer anyone the use of a dirty hankerchief,
AND REMEMBER -- If you ever meet anyone with mad cow disease
don't ever offer them any beef.
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My Secret Childhood Trauma
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May 29, 2011 12:04 pm
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Once upon a time, I was a little girl in my favourite pink dress, whose parents had taken me to the zoo. Our first stop was the petting zoo, where I enjoyed the lambs and various other petting zoo animals. For reasons best known to my parents, we had not opted to bring food pellets for the already overfed goats. To my horror, one particularly malicious goat got his revenge: he began to chew on my favourite pink dress, leaving cud on its pretty pink hem! I have never forgiven goats for this pernicious act, and I believe this incident has affected many of the decisions I have made in my life.I'm also scared of snakes.
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Reason To Get Going
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May 29, 2011 7:55 am
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When the road ahead is long, that is no reason to slow down. When there is much work to be done, that is no reason to be discouraged.
In fact, it is a reason to get going. It is a reason to get started as soon as possible.
For when there is much to be done, there is an abundance of positive opportunities. When the road ahead is long, there are countless ways for you to make a difference.
The greatest achievements come in response to the greatest challenges. The richest, most fulfilling journeys are the ones that seem impossibly long.
When there is much to be done, there is enormous value to be created. Those who step forward, those who make the effort, those who persist will be able to claim that value.
When the road is long, when the challenges are great, that is your chance to truly shine. For when you give it all you have, you end up with the best you can be.
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Celebratio of Memorial Day
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May 28, 2011 3:24 pm
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Memorial Day is upon us and that marks the unofficial start of summer – and a whole lot more for patriotic Americans who pause to remember the origins and meaning of this special national holiday.
While we encourage having fun we also encourage that you take time to remember why we celebrate Memorial Day. It’s easy to overlook that fact that Memorial Day is the federal holiday set aside to remember U.S. soldiers who died while in military service. With tens of thousands of our troops currently fighting in long-running Middle East wars, Memorial Day takes on heightened meaning.
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Betrayal
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May 27, 2011 2:12 am
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We all have had friends that come and go out of our lives. Friends that just leave for the passing, whether it may be having a child, or marriage, or a move. Sometimes, we just , yes, happen to lose contact with those
that we thought would never leave us. It happens. But there are friends that have betrayed us. I'm sure we all have been through it in our lives. Back stabbed, lied to, cheated on by the friend or wrongdoing. Whatever the case may be, the betrayal of a friend can hurt us so bad at times, we don't understand why. I can recall two old friends back in my earlier days.
I swear I think to this day, they were my friends for other purposes, whom kept me like a "puppet on a string". In the end, they lied to me, cheated behind my back, and yes, hurt me so deeply defy me. Though I had learned years ago from the one best friend who broke my heart horribly, one is never prepared when a friend hurts another. I even had a good friend of mine, for years, violate my trust and all rules as a friend when I discovered she had hurt me deeply by sleeping with my husband back then. ( Now an X ) To have friends disrespect another, or hurt one so deeply doesn't account for their actions when they are out for themselves.
The betrayal fo the friendship is deep not only for oneself, but i'm sure for alot of us out there. To know that some friends would deceive or disrespect another is just plain cruel. Though we know its a part of life, and we learn to deal as life comes at us fast on a daily life. I have learned friends don't come easy these days as they did when I was growing up. They will come, they will go, its a part of our lives. What I don't accept is the fact of how friends befriend me, and betray my friendship later in life. As much as all of us will be angry from our friends hurting us in life, to me walking away from that friendship is the best way to go.
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Got Flowers Today
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May 25, 2011 5:16 pm
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I got flowers today!
It wasn't my birthday or any other special day.
We had our first argument last night;
And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt;
I know that he is sorry and didn’t mean to say the things he said;
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today.
It wasn't our anniversary or any other special day.
Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me.
It seemed like a nightmare.
I couldn't believe that it was real.
I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over.
I know he must be sorry.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today!
It wasn’t our anniversary or any other special day;
Last night he threw me into a wall and then started choking me;
It seemed unreal, a nightmare, but you wake up from nightmares;
And I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over—but I know he is sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today!
And it wasn’t Valentines Day or any other special day;
Last night he beat me and threatened to kill me;
Make-up and long sleeves didn’t hide the cuts and bruises this time;
I couldn’t go to work today because I didn’t want anyone to know—but I know he’s sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today!
And it wasn’t Mother’s Day or any other special day;
Last night he beat me again, and it was worse than all of the other times;
If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of the kids? What about money?
I’m afraid of him, but I’m too scared and dependent to leave him! But he must be sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today….
Today was a special day—it was the day of my funeral;
Last night he killed me;
If only I would have gathered the courage and strength to leave him;
I could have received help from the Women’s Shelter, but I didn’t ask for their help;
So I got flowers today—for the last time.
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