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There is good philossophy in your poem
posted by
adventurer02
on October 7, 2015 at 11:58 PM
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You could try a bit of tap dancing Bob.
posted by
CUPLETS
on April 10, 2011 at 6:30 AM
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Re: Really? I'd better stop bitching.
posted by
2902
on April 8, 2011 at 2:40 PM
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Are you begining to pull our legs Bob, wait until you have a wooden one like I have.
posted by
C_C_T
on April 8, 2011 at 12:23 PM
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Re: well Bob...
The legs USED to do what I told them ....Bob
posted by
2902
on April 8, 2011 at 12:00 PM
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Re: ONe is allowed to dream...and I like the whimsy approach.
A saving grace!-Bob
posted by
2902
on April 8, 2011 at 11:59 AM
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well Bob...
a leg up always helps, so they say...
..
posted by
Rumor
on April 8, 2011 at 11:23 AM
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ONe is allowed to dream...and I like the whimsy approach.
posted by
Kabu
on April 8, 2011 at 9:26 AM
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Re: Jay, the reminders are getting plentiful. - Bob
posted by
2902
on April 8, 2011 at 9:15 AM
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Sometimes I forget that I'm older until I look in the morning mirror and see the old man...loved the poem, the last stanza was awesome.
posted by
UtahJay
on April 8, 2011 at 8:39 AM
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Re: hehe...more legs, more youth!
Yes. Weird, isn't it?
posted by
2902
on April 8, 2011 at 7:23 AM
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hehe...more legs, more youth!
posted by
Ariala
on April 8, 2011 at 5:51 AM
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Re: I guess you're right. Gotta think of SOMEthing while walking.
posted by
2902
on April 8, 2011 at 5:25 AM
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Bittersweet.
posted by
adnohr
on April 8, 2011 at 4:59 AM
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