A Picture is Worth A Thousand Words

[ifyoucantfixit]

                          Oh my goodness
                             Dear oh dear.
                      Why must you act like that?
                    When all our friends are here.
                    I have told you many times,
                        There is a danger, dear,
                        When you make that face.
                          Still you have no fear.
                           Your mama told you
                          when, that face you pick.
                          And keep on doing that,
                              it just might stick.

                                                             Next..................

             

[Lumière]

She goes past these yellow blossoms
and walks for a while.
She comes back a little later,
her face wrinkled with a sad smile..

Yellow blossoms were always his favorite..
She caresses a silky petal
and sits heavily beneath the tree..
Pain corrodes her heart, like rust on metal..






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[ifyoucantfixit]

                      Thum thum, thum thum, thum thum,,thum thum goes the beat of the drum.
                               Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue blue, blue, blue goes the dancing feet.
                                         It is so beautiful to see, the voice of ancient
                                                      dance and song.
                                      Its where we all began, its what we've all become.

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[CellarDweller]

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I'm looking at the image, not sure what it is at all
It looks like rock formations, and perhaps a waterfall
the perspective looks so different, a different point of view
perhaps taken from an airplane, as the sky it flies through



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[ifyoucantfixit]

                          You love the faces that they make.
                  I am not quite sure why..but as they do that stuff,
                                   I sometimes step back.
                           I suddenly feel like whacking them
                                I know it makes you crack!!!!!   
                                          ^      UP      ^

                                                        NEXT.................. 

           

               
                                                 

[dot-matrix]

Poor little thing,
I don't know what to do
So small
So fragile
Still warm
Brave little soul 
are you sleeping
or are you
no more ....   









                                                     Next..........








                                          

[CellarDweller]

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Damn!   I'm thirsty!










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[ifyoucantfixit]

                 Beautiful, and elegant, slathered over with gilt.  Marble so majestic.  Seats that are, fit
                            for a king to rest.   A chandelier to see.  it all seems so magnificent.
                                           I don't know where it is...  a Masonic Hall?
                             In amidst all this elegance...There's no place for me to sit at all.

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[dot-matrix]

The Sultans court was fine and fair, draped with silks beyond compare.  One brave soul offered a gift to the powerful Sultan. 'I have brought you a picture of the biggest fool in your realm.' he told the Sultan.  The Sultan is delighted and unwraps his gift. His pleasure turns to fury, however, when he finds he is looking into a mirror. 'Take this impudent dervish away and have him flogged.'


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[ifyoucantfixit]

                          It is calm an elegant.  Pure and fresh.  And smells of clean.
                               Its a flower most pristine.
                                   More than a simple Daisy, or a lovely daffodil.
                                          It knows that it is royalty, as far as flowers go.I
                                               It takes its time, so very small, an quiet.
                                                    It open up its mouth, and sighs away.
                                                        It knows that it is just.  T he most important
                                                             Flower, you will watch today..
                                                 
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