Three boys on the playground were bragging about their dads. One said. "My dad scribbles a few words, calls it a song and they pay him 50 bucks."
"Oh, yah. My dad scribbles a few words, calls it a poem and they pay him 100 bucks."
"That's nothin'," said the third kid. My dad scribbles a few words, calls it a sermon and it takes six people to collect all the money!"
by mohitmisra9 years ago
GIRLSWhy in the world did you make girls?Some so beautiful my head I have to twirl.Does she know in me she creates a sensation?I have started thinking of the word creation.So many around so gorgeous,My mind seems...
by Pratonix7 years ago
I think many of you will agree with me when I say that poems should be well-crafted and not random scribbles. Good poetry has depth and meaning, and is a joy to read and listen to. Poems should be taut and compact, with...
by Dave McClure7 years ago
Not content with taking their Afghan war into Pakistan without seeking authorisation from the Pakistan government, the US has now decided to extend the Iraq operation into Syria, again without asking Damascus, risking...
by Dave McClure9 years ago
You lead us gently, always gently, whereyou will. Your voice is quiet and sublime.You let us rest along the way, and thereyou help us find delights in our own time.You do not shield us from the anguished soul,but show...
by ryankett6 years ago
If so, which was the biggest culture shock to you? I have never been to Asia or the Middle East so one of those are likely to be my 2012 destination.Seeing as I don't do 'big' trips very often, I want it to me...
by Lgali8 years ago
I have many
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