A Wandering Poet

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Wednesday, September 29, 2004

You'll See What They See

I miss everything It's just not fair you say. I was looking the other way. But you still saw something the others didn't see, your time will come when you see what they see. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 24, 2004

Throwing Food

He tosses a spoonfull at me, but I just ignore it, I'm setting an example, so I don't throw back. Soon a pea (that isn't mine) lands in my plate, but I just push it aside and continue eating, ignoring his huge grin. But gooey macaroni is the last straw, I use my fork to flip some across the table,... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 20, 2004

Holes Are Good

I need this like I need another hole in my head you say. But it's okay holes are good we say. Even though we know they really aren't so great, One hole can't do much harm. Because if you never have holes you just miss some really wonderful things. Sign in to see full entry.

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