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Asking!

When we look, we get. Why then do we not look??

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Testing – P-6

When we build, we cannot but plant trees in…..

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Separator…

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Errors?

Am I scared? 🙂

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National Trivia Day, 27-10-23, (Only Highlights)

How lethal is the rhinovirus?

How common are gypsies in Romania?

Where is the Gomel region?

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Always-2

Noodle recipe 2b

Will we have hakka??

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Noodle Recipe – 6

Is noise confusing??

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Us-2

Are there trees where we are?? 🙂

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Bread and Wine – Six

When we dig in, do we store or do we hide??

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Everything Without – 6

Do we plan or are we there??

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Are We Gone? – Six

All…

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Mirror, mirror…do we sting ourselves when we find ease??

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Initial SetS

Beginning; 2006

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Hiding behind the bushes gives us many a rash!

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Acqueous reactions…

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Ry2Mve::AllAffCnclded

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AR!! Foil-MGoF

P-6>! Do we tell??

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Do we create more to get further or do we get further to spread even??

X.X..X.X…X

The goal is like cheese on bread but there are lumps..X.X..X.X…X

Flame on…

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My wife in Gomel is a KinderGarten Boy,

She asks for escalation but is coy,

Everyone around will boil and toy,

With pellets everywhere, boy ‘ o ‘boy!!

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Melvin, Melvin, where’s my cut?

P-6 and all will move to a hut,

Cause, we are all ears and strut,

Our stuff with a flourish and butt 🙂

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I like my buttons, mind the pun,

I press one and then we run,

hither and tither in the sun,

while the ice melts, now where’s the fun??

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Timing is our only call

For the KinderGarten Boys to Fall

Heads and all must dial away

For us to party by the bay

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The Gal. is P’s go to,

He’ll rush in order to do,

Everything that they must,

Escalate and end their chatter and trust 🙂

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What have we got to lose,

Lets wear our socks without the shoes,

When we walk we’ll be footloose,

And never care about the path we choose 🙂

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Millions are being torn apart,

Rules apply as rubber band and not tart,

Pleasure is not for the tasting,

Could we be our freedom’s wasting?.

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Asking 🙂

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Is the orient all red?

Or is it with us in bed??

We must separate the two

By raising our flag instead

Interests lie in provocation

Winning is not about dedication

Let’s just plant the preparation.

Signed-Six

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My head of affairs has a lappy!

I write many things all happy,

Can we join the two

Twiddle dee dum and twiddle dee doo 🙂

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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

He said, ” gimme pickle”, my what gall!

Do we look for things to end?

Or will we rules a little bend?.

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Pink and blue and orange and green,

What do we do to lose our sheen?

Enough lustre, enough shine…

Is this yours, or is this mine?

Such might be our dreary fate,

If we don’t act before it’s too late.

This last limerick is dedicated to all those who died waiting…

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Set apart in every way,

We plunge our daggers until the day,

We see that for our follies, we pay,

Let’s be kind, come what may.

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We did it right, there ain’t no worry,

Sadly I don’t make no curry,

Otherwise I’d invite us all,

And have some fun with bat and ball.

Now I have to take your leave,

I can’t see much when we have to heave,

And juggle with papers, money and sieve.

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How are things, will you let me know?

Many a seed I have to sow,

Travel I must with tie and bow,

To a new haven so that I can go 🙂

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If I were you, I wouldn’t so much worry!.

Let’s just have some meat and curry,

I’d send me some dessert in a hurry,

Before we lose our things in the flurry 🙂

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Now, don’t we got things to do?.

Is my name Tom or is it Boo?..

Where I am, there’s a lot of goo 🙂

But we find our way, ain’t that true?…

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Do we watch or do we cry?

Do we fish or do we fry?

Not engaging is better,

Than fighting on the sly…

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Are we spoilt for choice?

I think not…

Deepening our options,

Is like drinking tea that is hot!.

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PlanCngncy(MT)

NWries!!PlningIsGd

HdeIfT.GetBd

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A New Model of Charity::All European 🙂

TenneSrch??

Baiting, IT’sO?

Many a drug do I take, with tequila managers at stake,

Do we wish we were there,

Or do we pass things around Delaware?

Signed::GeorgiaHouseWithoutALoon?!

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I Like my Nexus, Its a fancy car…

I write hither and Tither, color no bar

Then we move our moolah unbeckoned

Make no mistake, we are first and not second 🙂

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My moolah comes from all and sundry,

We are sweet folk, and we do our laundry,

Batteries are however, a different story,

And we move everything sans a lorry!

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All this is just my story, I daresay,

Lets just count ours and pray,

That I can get my burger, without the topping,

While the critters go about munching and hopping,

I’ll ask some I know, to send me a fishnet,

so that I can myself some treasures get,

Life ain’t easy, but then we all now know,

so that we can mend a little and then sow,

All this being said, I’m off now,

to get my vegetable dumplings and chow 🙂

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Beware::

These stories are a haughty affair,

We think we can for them prepare,

We can’t I tell all my buddies,

All we need do is look at our studies,

And know that without too much, we all have to fare…

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It hurts but we are certain,

That we try, and its not fun,

What is unfair is jarring and tough,

lets be careful and breathe, not puff,

we are not uncertain though that isn’t given,

and besides, ain’t I gettin a scarlet ribbon?? 🙂

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There are more, I daresay,

The world ain’t a sweetspot

They’ll know when they are caught,

And I’ll have my coffee hot 🙂

Pretty soon, I’ll in many places be,

Give and take a spoon by the sea,

Can we our tales spin?

Without warp and woof or scale and fin!

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Then and after in every which way,

We take care to not dither or sway,

Call me cool in the light of day!!

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**P-6 G>

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Duckduckgo is a spiffy thing,

We gather in it many a ping,

Lets take care lest we slip and slide,

A fall comes to all who take pride,

In seashells brought in by the tide.

Where am I now, you might ask?

I’ve got my feet up after the task 🙂

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Loclze-M

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Solitaire With a Drink!

Cards are my solitary game,

In red and diamonds of energy fame,

Can we mix and match the 2?

In ending what might just be the flu 🙂

I don’t fight much, but I eat a lot,

And water ain’t in pipelines but in the pot!!

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My rice is in pots and vodka too,

But there ain’t no water in my loo!

Can we perchance take a closer look?

In seas and lakes and in that northern nook??

Now do we take of the shirt and balance the scales?

Before my hair tuns white and my lungs get rales??

My friends in white watch star trek a lot,

Where ‘Q’ is dancing behind the lot!!

I wish I could take part too,

With a knife and saber and not this goo…

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I made an error with the turning spike,

Mark my words, I am pi..ed and like…

What do we think we are meant to do.

May I make like a seal, and just say boo??

Please, please…

Ok, it seems the verdict is clear,

But I am not just going to sit and say ‘dear’

Let me come up with a hasty plan,

With lappy and tammy, and some semantic elan 🙂

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I ain’t no expert I daresay.

Based on machinery beginnings in plentiful foray,

ships and pipes are my gaining lot,

so that I can hedge where I put my pot!!

Perhaps I can pick up where my steel goes,

not wheels mind you, but black bows,

The tummy isn’t my sweet spot,

for flow and pipes with Tea and dot!!

Mind you, I can’t but hurry,

though about the type, there isn’t any worry

Now how about my heating cool?

When am I getting my retirement pool 🙂

Obs and Gynae is a lovely hoove,

Without my money, I can just move,

I am waiting with butt in hand,

so that ‘Q’ can with my moolah land!! 🙂

I dunt eat much, though I have to say,

there is so much work with so little pay,

I am forced to gamble with the rroulette tip,

Or my name ain’t Meissner Pip!!

Find the depth at which it takes,

golden currency with shelf in lake!!

Now then, can we discuss my nifty cut,

I am real pricey with my cuban butt,

And I like my Caviar with tomato sauce,

just so you know your ram from dos!!

Lets just strike a bargain shall we?

I did just better than a C or D,

So send me a nice red check,

so that I can say what the heck,

I am not going to go so far,

just enough for an island to park my car 🙂

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My oil comes straight from butty fields,

so that I can buy me some fancy shields,

armour I am in short supply,

and games are afoot with fishy fry!!

I don’t like this one little bit,

give me some EP so that I can take a hit.

This has gone on long enough,

send me some snaps so that I can puff,

many a one out without much ado,

I am serious about the little boo…

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And would you believe this Sirs,

the cards that I play are not my spurs,

the little nook will all but remain

with nothing inside but fish from Maine…

I am sick of petty moves,

I am going back to my little shoes,

I was happier with toys and sand,

with a little marble in my hand…

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So many people get a bad name,

because I am proud of my fame,

I am going back to my understanding game.

I like figuring out the difficult bit,

And I am going to keep my LED lit.

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X21-3

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I ain’t in Venice, I ain’t in Rome,

I am where its too cold to call home

The far east is my name, where I write many a pome

Can you guess Vere I’ll need my comb.

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Do we run or do we calm,

the monsters inside our very palm,

I am ready to do some serious harm,

Give me the word and I’ll leave for the farm…

I’ve been told to do no such thing,

The odd ping or two isn’t enough,

I should be put behind bars in a cuff.

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I have an idea drafted in haste,

Why don’t we just copy and paste,

Lingo bad in many a rhyme,

So that we can our actions time,

send the boy in a furious haste,

amidst an absence of curry and taste,,

Oops, I am misinformed in stately grace,

What do I do to save our face,

The Kindergarten boys are my favorite case,

Without them I lose my lace

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I don’t understand much you see…

And where its cold I have to pee,

In school I never managed more than a ‘C’

With it I carved many a fish,

My! Ain’t I a dish??

Lets try this with offence, not harm

It’ll be akin to sheep in a farm,

My woollens I am not so worried about,

What with my catch of trout…..

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We can do this I daresay??

Isn’t it time we started to play,

Now I am happy, now I am gay,

With my pants down and my hands in hay…

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Adobe isn’t my best friend,

I am just someone with a lens in hand

I lost my nerve in many a soup,

Do we tell or do we coup,

I am just somebody with a snappy name,

And this is my road to fame 🙂

Cycling is my road to pickle,

I take my toes out for a tickle,

I’ll settle for a dime and a nickel,

Just so you don’t call me fickle!!

My men don’t like me so much now,

I like my milk but I kill the cow,

I’m getting really angry and how,

I’m getting my noggin like wowX

Make no mistake, my men are angry,

There is hardly anything to make me some sauce,

Without tomatoes, there is so much loss,

Lets quickly give the onions a toss!!

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I am a nice fellow, make no mistake,

allegations, tomatoes and everything fake.

I care tremendously and I bake my cake…

We are a tremulous bunch, and how?

I want my lunch right now

Give me spaghetti, give me fix

Take my tank out just for kicks

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My lunch isn’t just rice and pickle,

We’ll all feast and drink and tickle.

our very nerves right to the end,

so that we can a message send!

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I like my New Car in alaska, mind

Its like old times, back to the grind,

Trust no one and you will find,

Many a penny and gifts in kind…

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I ain’t sayin’ no more, have no worry,

Though I’m askin’ for lots of moolah and curry,

Gimme gimme, you’ll hear me say,

And know nothing more in the time of day 🙂

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I am on a train now, make no mistake.

Adults ending is children beset,

Can we just by word of mouth get,

and be happy with what we (let) 🙂

Fruits and jam in many a bottle,

a few sour grapes in full throttle,

make the easter bunny constipated,

lets hurry towards what ‘we’ fated!!

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I need some help I have to say,

Can we do a conference to keep at bay,

ending so many when they have no say…

What if I jotted a bit,

called to arms those who get a fit,

thinking about tide and sway

or germs and the like,

publish a bit and take the mike??

Ok, it seems I can’t do so,

And when the time comes,

to reap what we sow,

those who sing will go,

straight into the light,

leaving us to our plight.

I’ve talked of reasons and cause,

leaving some to pause,

but that might not be enough,

so I’ll have to think some more….

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I am mad now, if you’ll forgive me,

It is plain for anybody to see,

Trees we fell, and call it reason, vote and kind,

I am going to do something drastic, if you don’t mind….

Calming ourselves, I’ll find some way,

I’ll keep at it night and day,

And there ain’t no needle in the hay.

Papyrus and chieftains are a hardy bunch,

I’ll go get myself some lunch!

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