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  • Orem Festus Jr.
    Forum Member
    Forum Member
    • Mar 2014
    • 50
    #1

    a poem

    So i reckon ill share here on thisn.

    This one helped me woo the little lady tho she aint too little no more on account off gettin fat and all:

    Roses is red
    Violits is blue
    Im fixin to seed you
    Hope thats alright with you


    Heres another one i wrote for my best friend ol Hank:

    Roses is red
    Violits is blue
    I wont tell no one
    If you wont tell too

    This one i wrote for ol Jesus:

    Roses is red
    Violits is blue
    Sweet lord forgiv me
    I didnt mean to

    This one i wrote for the wifes cat,Cooter:

    Roses is red
    violets is blue
    Sure glad your dead
    I wont miss you
    Proverbs 23:8 The morsel which thou hast eaten shalt thou vomit up, and lose thy sweet words.
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    • Mother Of Seven
      True Christian™ with a quiverful
      • Jan 2014
      • 2243
      #2
      Re: reckoniwant2shareapoembutcantonaccountofbeinunsave dtrash

      Wow Brother Fester, you have talents we never knew of!
      Have you ever thought of getting them published?

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        • Orem Festus Jr.
          Forum Member
          Forum Member
          • Mar 2014
          • 50
          #3
          Re: reckoniwant2shareapoembutcantonaccountofbeinunsave dtrash

          Originally posted by Mother Of Seven View Post
          Wow Brother Fester, you have talents we never knew of!
          Have you ever thought of getting them published?
          Thank you kindly miss MOS. I got lots more that is allmost as good as these,reckon i will publish someday.dont reckon if the world at large is ready for my musings as yet tho,i feel iam a mite ahead of my time,dont want to shock folk too bad before there minds is ready for it.
          Proverbs 23:8 The morsel which thou hast eaten shalt thou vomit up, and lose thy sweet words.

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            • Mother Of Seven
              True Christian™ with a quiverful
              • Jan 2014
              • 2243
              #4
              Re: a poem

              It's Mrs MoS to you. With 7 children, of course I'm married. TCs may call me Sister Heather, though.

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                • Orem Festus Jr.
                  Forum Member
                  Forum Member
                  • Mar 2014
                  • 50
                  #5
                  Re: a poem

                  Originally posted by Mother Of Seven View Post
                  It's Mrs MoS to you. With 7 children, of course I'm married. TCs may call me Sister Heather, though.
                  Yes'm!
                  Proverbs 23:8 The morsel which thou hast eaten shalt thou vomit up, and lose thy sweet words.

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                    • QNancyBoy
                      Yearning for Him
                      • May 2012
                      • 34
                      #6
                      Re: a poem

                      Oooh i got one

                      My god has needs,
                      Like i do,
                      We both want,
                      To save you..

                      Wait, thats not how it goes... Close enough.
                      Romans 1:26, 27

                      26 For this cause God gave them up unto vile affections: for even their women did change the natural use into that which is against nature:

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                        • Orem Festus Jr.
                          Forum Member
                          Forum Member
                          • Mar 2014
                          • 50
                          #7
                          Re: a poem

                          Originally posted by QNancyBoy View Post
                          Oooh i got one

                          My god has needs,
                          Like i do,
                          We both want,
                          To save you..

                          Wait, thats not how it goes... Close enough.
                          Dont reckon i care for your iambyc puntameter,son.matter of fact i dont reckon i care for it at all.

                          Reckon ill dedicate thisn to you:

                          Roses is red
                          Violits is blue
                          Ifn i ever seeyou
                          Ill whup the tar out of you

                          Well now,if that aint some of my bestest work ill be hornswaggled and dipt in shit!
                          thankyou kindly for the inspiration,son
                          Proverbs 23:8 The morsel which thou hast eaten shalt thou vomit up, and lose thy sweet words.

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