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Post by Ivan Carswell on Mar 18, 2008 1:09:25 GMT -5
So, exactly who are you today? A porno queen who runs a racy magazine? The funny guy who’s kinda shy or maid who’s feeling all forlorn and wishes she was never born? So many guises to be worn – it has to be a trial to choose. You’d lose a sense of who you were if every day you had to play a naming game.
And you, they ask, just who are you? You have a claim to fame or shame? – Oh, let me think; I like a drink, a song, a laugh, farting bubbles in the bath, I like to read and love to write, I think I may, I think I might – and only just, but it’s alright, – be me... © 27 February 2008, I. D. Carswell
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Post by Dunstan Attard on Mar 18, 2008 14:28:08 GMT -5
rhymes comfortably, flows like a happy river a very very enjoyable read
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