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Hi
I like your poems, the one about your purse reminded me of my mom in the 70's
would carry a small hand gun in her purse,I used to tease her and say when she need
it nothings coming out but big cloud of powder puff, your right the poetry is every thing
every stain,every drain,ha ha,
posted by
juju3
on January 12, 2009 at 10:40 AM
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Or maybe the sewage chamber in which the bathroom water goes
-is that also called the sink? Searching for your purse, you perhaps know by now what an abyss is? :-)
posted by
Straightforward
on August 8, 2008 at 10:01 AM
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you need to take up plumbing
posted by
Lanetay
on August 7, 2008 at 6:32 PM
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Never forget the sink! I think this is a delight! sam
posted by
sam444
on August 7, 2008 at 5:38 PM
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Hehe - sounds like my purse.
posted by
Lotus_Flower
on August 7, 2008 at 1:30 PM
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