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To: bentfeather; pelikan; fatima; WayzataJOHNN; Kathy in Alaska; martin_fierro; HiJinx; Lady Jag

It's noon on THE coast...
the ONE that matters.
All is quiet.

In the night owls sing
Enter the daylight.
Now whispering.

Twas a frost at morns 'ginning
a new day of winning.
Par for the course.

A horse is a horse
by any other name.
Smells funny.

-unc.© 2006
(for bf)


60 posted on 03/08/2006 9:05:34 AM PST by uncleshag (He who angers you controls you.)
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To: uncleshag

LOL


A horse is a horse
of course, unless
he is a mule
they all smell funny
with a full tummy

and the long afternoon
sun in their eye.



61 posted on 03/08/2006 9:09:29 AM PST by Soaring Feather (Woman Poets Rock the Babies, Baby Rocks the poet.)
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To: uncleshag
A Drinking Song
by William Butler Yeats

WINE comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.


62 posted on 03/08/2006 9:13:20 AM PST by Lady Jag ( All I want is a kind word, a warm bed, and world domination)
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