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Posted on 11/01/2008 12:28:05 AM PDT by JustAmy
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BTTT!!!
BIG SMILE,for that,Meg!
This is so cute! Just praying and waiting..Have a good paperwork day.
Awwww, you are tho thweet....:o)
Heh. My dust bunnies can beat all of your dust bunnies!!
:^)
From a set of Tolkien inspired poems I wrote earlier, let us PRAY the White House becomes Barad Dur!
Barad Dur
In Mordor dark and chill amid the dust of ages past
hope is lost in shattered lands as courage goes fast
and on Mount Doom the fires gleam in wrathful stare
as overhead the winged forms of ancient darkness fare
Upon the gritty plain of bitter gray stands a great hall
from which comes the war bugle’s braying hearkening call
and deformed hulking life moves in coordinated hate
to flow over goodness or die such is their only fate
Stone walls dark as ebony sin itself I say
where in the light does not fall each day
cloistered halls draped in nightmare’s cloak
wherein fragile souls and hearts are broke
The stones are grouted with hidden screams
flickering flames set shadows to dance it seems
and the smokey haze makes the eyes water so
in a stone maze in a stone pile where evil flows
Towering piles thrust into the darkened sky
as near the mountain burns and sparks do fly
and on the air the Nazgûl Nine scour and flay
such is the duty to them to oppress and slay
Black walls and black hearts and black armor there
set forth the will of an ancient darkling in its lair
and upon the peak of the ebony stone pile
an eye of hate rages, backed by ill will and wiles
From a set of Tolkien inspired poems I wrote earlier, let us PRAY the White House Does NOT become Barad Dur!
Barad Dur
In Mordor dark and chill amid the dust of ages past
hope is lost in shattered lands as courage goes fast
and on Mount Doom the fires gleam in wrathful stare
as overhead the winged forms of ancient darkness fare
Upon the gritty plain of bitter gray stands a great hall
from which comes the war bugle’s braying hearkening call
and deformed hulking life moves in coordinated hate
to flow over goodness or die such is their only fate
Stone walls dark as ebony sin itself I say
where in the light does not fall each day
cloistered halls draped in nightmare’s cloak
wherein fragile souls and hearts are broke
The stones are grouted with hidden screams
flickering flames set shadows to dance it seems
and the smokey haze makes the eyes water so
in a stone maze in a stone pile where evil flows
Towering piles thrust into the darkened sky
as near the mountain burns and sparks do fly
and on the air the Nazgûl Nine scour and flay
such is the duty to them to oppress and slay
Black walls and black hearts and black armor there
set forth the will of an ancient darkling in its lair
and upon the peak of the ebony stone pile
an eye of hate rages, backed by ill will and wiles
I waited one hour, from 7:15am to 8:15am, to vote. There definitely has never been this high of a turnout in L.A. Normally, high turnout benefits Republicans. In this locale, that is reversed. We’ll see what the final numbers are.
Was I ever blessed. Once I had voted and gone to the 7-11 for coffee, etc., I walked out and smack into a Marine in full dress uniform, so I was able to thank him as representing my prime reason for, and cause of, voting!!!!
Indeed..Prayers for our country.
My Navy grandson was here last week..Thank you for voting to give him a proper CIC!
You betcha, MEG.
*Insert Palin wink here*
FR is painfully slow this morning....:-(
I went to vote just now .. NO one but me was there to vote!
I bought some chocolate chip cookies from the church ladies bake sale nearby to help see me through the night.
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