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avatar John Paul
What I Carried Quietly. I wagged my tail through the hard days so you would not see how tired I was. I stayed beside you even when my body was weak, because loving you still felt bigger than everything I was losing. And when the time came, I did not need a perfect goodbye—just your voice, your hand, and the comfort of knowing I was loved until the

What I Carried Quietly. I wagged my tail through the hard days so you would not see how tired I was. I stayed beside you even when my body was weak, because loving you still felt bigger than everything I was losing. And when the time came, I did not need a perfect goodbye—just your voice, your hand, and the comfort of knowing I was loved until the

avatar Patricia Lee

I'm in stitches again. This video just keeps getting better. Incoming response... Men will use facial hair, hats, and tattoos to do the exact same thing that women do with makeup. Well, I've taken off my hat and I don't have a tattoo, but I wrote this beard poem for people who think like you. You said my beard is just makeup for men. Oh, sweetheart

avatar Jeremy Jordan
A POEM ABOUT ME
I will bitch about heat.
I will bitch about cold.
I will bitch about sunshine,
and about growing old.
I will bitch about everything,
inside and out.
You will find there is nothing
I can't bitch about.

A POEM ABOUT ME I will bitch about heat. I will bitch about cold. I will bitch about sunshine, and about growing old. I will bitch about everything, inside and out. You will find there is nothing I can't bitch about.

avatar Agni Gauss

Howling! I can't breathe! ! ! I'm a big manly man with a beard on my chin, with muscles and stubble and thick leathery skin. I grunt when I stretch and I snore when I sleep, but I'll twirl in a damn tutu without missing a beat. My daughter's my boss and I'll do what she pleases. She paints up my nails in soft pinks and it teases. She brushes my hai

avatar Agni Gauss
WOMAN'S POEM: Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man who's not a creep, One who's handsome, smart and strong. One who loves to listen long, One who thinks before he speaks, One who'll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he's rich and self-employed, And when I spend, won't be annoyed. Pull out my chair and hold my hand. Massage my feet and hel

WOMAN'S POEM: Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man who's not a creep, One who's handsome, smart and strong. One who loves to listen long, One who thinks before he speaks, One who'll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he's rich and self-employed, And when I spend, won't be annoyed. Pull out my chair and hold my hand. Massage my feet and hel

avatar Joseph Mitchell
she is a goddess to me my sun and my moon a luscious garden of beauty my ship through the storm and dat butt hot

she is a goddess to me my sun and my moon a luscious garden of beauty my ship through the storm and dat butt hot

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