[Rachael Van Helsing]

Re: "Shh..."

Does blasphemy arouse you, trollop?

If it involves thinking about your god or jesus in a sexual manner, then no.

[Daisy Mae Johnson]

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I improved your poem up. It's now 100% less emo and more pleasing to the eye.

Oh Brother T, that was soooo very beautiful! No wonder JESUS is always so proud of you and you are a Chosen One! You take trash and turn into something even JESUS would adore!

GLORY!

Lve, Sister Thumper

[nikilds]

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Payin' the bills; don't go too broke;
don't forget the appointment.
Makin' me freak right out,
makin' me freak.

What appointment might you be talking about?

People whom Jesus love don't really get sick.
Are you getting an abortion?!?

"freak" - sounds devilish to me. Like something Corn would sing.

*sigh* - this whole poem reeks of lust and hippie dealings.


I'd burn my computer to rid it of this filth, but last time I did that - the writings did not go away.
EVIL DEVIL COMPUTER MAGIC BE DAMN'D!

[WickedWitch]

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Yo sass be what be unwelcomed. Outta the kindness of his heart, he had done did took yo jumble of words and made it where it not only be readable, but praiseworthy! If you was in a grade schoo', what he woulda done woulda took yo grade from a F- to a A+! PRAISE!! And you got nothin' but rude words fo' him after he had did that. Jesus be weepin', I jus' knows it. *Shrugs* Meh. I make Jesus weep a lot, apparently. You seem to foget that I'm Pagan and a Witch. And liberal (actually I'm a mix of something between the NDP and the Green Party). There are very few things I do that don't make Jesus weep.
The only opinion that matter in the long run be the opinion of JESUS, and the pastors up on here be spokespersons fo' HIM! So you doesn't even need to be givin' them yo attitude when they is tryin'a save you from yo own hellbound behavior. You lucky I not be there witchoo right now, I'd smack you upside yo head with my rollah pin till you started actin' right. Firstly, they've been trying to Save me for some years now, and they haven't gotten anywhere. Almost did a few times, but it hasn't ever completely worked. And secondly, your rolling pin is no match at all for my magick. You people are supposed to be really superstitious about voodoo, right? Oh well, if that doesn't work, I could just toss some KFC into oncoming traffic and enjoy watching you scramble after it.
You's a lie! That chink gots enough thang's goin' against her withoutchoo tryin'a deceive her. JESUS had put that message under yo name fo' a reason, and I's gonna believe what He say befo'e I believe you, ALLIE.

[sarcasm] Right, because I don't know how to spell my own name. And Jesus Himself decided that the matter was so important that He personally added that little tag under my username. [/sarcasm]

Whoops. I didn't know. I'll remember that for next time. Sorreh. No problem!
And you're welcome. I really liked it. It's way better than the crap I try to pass off as poetry.
-Hii

*Blushes* Thank you!

Aww, I'm flattered you think so much of my opinion, dear Allie. *Gives Allie a huge hug and a cookie*
Your version was much better than BT's. Sheesh, the way some of these guys talk about jeebuz, it's almost like they're in love with him.

Yes they are in love with Him; of course your opinion matters to me; and it seems that they've taken the liberty of editing your post (as usual).

[The Jabba Master]

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My head keeps on swimmin' with all
the thoughts of tomorrow, yeah,
that're keepin' me up at night,
keepin' me up.

Over and over, same damn things:
worries, plans, scenarios,
that're stressin' me out right now,
stressin' me out.

Shh...
Still the thoughts.
Shh...
Calm the fears.
Shee...
Ignore the worries.
I can, as long as you're here.
For you are my refuge,
so I wanna stay;
only talking with you
keeps those thoughts at bay.
Shh...
Touch my head now.
Shh...
Make me forget now
that there's anything else but you.

Have to go here, have to do
everything and it's
drivin' me nuts right now,
drivin' me nuts.

Payin' the bills; don't go too broke;
don't forget the appointment.
Makin' me freak right out,
makin' me freak.

Shh...
Close my eyes.
Shh...
Calm the fears.
Shh...
Relax and unwind.
I can, as long as you're here.
For you are my refuge,
so with you I'll stay.
Only being with you
keeps the world at bay.
Shh...
Touch my head now.
Shh...
Make me forget now
that there's anyone else but you.

copyright Alie, 2007

Vary beautifull though im not normaly into this stuff (i dont know what to call it) it kinda touches you in the heart

[Brother Temperance]

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Vary beautifull though im not normaly into this stuff (i dont know what to call it) it kinda touches you in the heart

Sorry, Alllie may have pretty low standards, but no amount of false flattery will get her to touch a mongoloid, in the heart or anywhere else.

Also, whatever did happen to that Dannyboy?

[The Jabba Master]

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Sorry, Alllie may have pretty low standards, but no amount of false flattery will get her to touch a mongoloid, in the heart or anywhere else.

Also, whatever did happen to that Dannyboy?

Well it was alot better then your vershon...

and also he died thats why the pipes are playing

[Rachael Van Helsing]

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Sorry, Alllie may have pretty low standards, but no amount of false flattery will get her to touch a mongoloid, in the heart or anywhere else.

Sweet merciful crawdads, BT, how many 'L's' are you going to keep adding to Alie's name?

Also, whatever did happen to that Dannyboy?

Off with binoculars peeping in someone's window's somewhere perhaps?

[Unsaved and Loving It]

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Nice writing. I admit, I don't have a very keen sense when it comes to the finer arts. But I know what I like, and I like this!

[angelique_of_the_damned44]

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I love your poem, Alie. You have a great talent for writing.

[Enobarbus]

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Well it was alot better then your vershon...

and also he died thats why the pipes are playing

Rubbish. The pipes are calling the clan to war, and the son must go and the father (who's too old) stay behind. Neither the father or the son are dead at the time the song is written.

[The Jabba Master]

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Rubbish. The pipes are calling the clan to war, and the son must go and the father (who's too old) stay behind. Neither the father or the son are dead at the time the song is written.

Its a simbolic song for death you git

[Enobarbus]

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Its a simbolic song for death you git

Don't call me a git, you fool, especially when you have no idea what you are talking about. The explanation that I gave is beyond dispute. There's no argument about it. The song is about a son who has to go off to war, and his father who may well be dead by the time the son returns.

Read the song, you simpering, drooling retard, and even you may be able to grasp it.

Failing that do some research before opening your ignorant mouth.

The usual interpretation is this:

In the very early days, in order to call an army together, the bagpiper went through the fields and valleys playing as he went. The young men fell in behind him and marched off to war. A father knowing his son was to march off to war wrote these lyrics for him.

A web site says:

There are at least two versions of the story behind this song. Here is the first:

Once, a long time ago there was an old man who had raised many sons who he loved dearly. A war raged over the land that they lived in and one by one he saw each of them go off to fight and not return. Then one day, as harvest time drew near, he knew that his youngest, and most precious, son would soon be going off to fight just as his brothers before him. The old man was sad and knew that he may never see his last boy alive. He looked intently at the young lad, and with tears in his eyes he sang this song.

And here is the second:

The song is said to be based on a happening which occurred centuries ago when Ireland was divided into small serfdoms or kingdoms which warred among themselves. In those days a king would really lead his troops into war. According to the story, an old king lay dying when a battle was about to begin. He called his son Daniel to his bedside and explained that now, for the first time, the son must lead the army to battle. This song celebrates the words of the king to his son.

[The Jabba Master]

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Don't call me a git, you fool, especially when you have no idea what you are talking about. The explanation that I gave is beyond dispute. There's no argument about it. The song is about a son who has to go off to war, and his father who may well be dead by the time the son returns.

Read the song, you simpering, drooling retard, and even you may be able to grasp it.

Failing that do some research before opening your ignorant mouth.

The usual interpretation is this:

In the very early days, in order to call an army together, the bagpiper went through the fields and valleys playing as he went. The young men fell in behind him and marched off to war. A father knowing his son was to march off to war wrote these lyrics for him.

A web site says:

Forget the websight What dose it say to your heart thats what matters

[Enobarbus]

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Its a simbolic song for death you git

So Danny boy is dead is he?

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling,
From glen to glen and down the mountain side;
The summer's gone, and all the leaves are falling;
'Tis ye, 'tis ye must go, and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow;
'Til I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Danny boy, Oh Danny boy, I love you so.

And when ye come and all the flowers are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be.
Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

And I shall hear, 'though soft ye tread around me,
And all my grave shall linger sweeter be,
Then ye will bend and tell me that ye love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until ye come to me.


You have a comprehension problem, you imbecile. Too much M'ing and smoking waccy baccy has addled your brain. Not that you ever had much of a brain to start with, it would seem. You need to find Jesus. Start reading the KJV1611 before it is too late, although I don't see how you are going to understand it. You are doomed to Hell fire with the other retards, I'm afraid.