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pipsqueak
08-05-2003, 01:06 AM
great day in the mournig ! I've not the ability too post from my
term . , .. ... ..... oh so.. in-between the beer , luv , laughter & trahmmmah .. ? , of my friends , I am finding time tah post . ( ah lot ) yah know .. ... the last thing I herd the other night was
" because I like you _____ " ah friend said that tah me an proceeded in getting me ah double of my de jour an ah well I get
that ALOT " because I like you " so ah here ... here's that ... what you want ... be it ah drink or ah bullet for the chamber ....
you decide ... " because I like you " ..... ..

ettenaj
08-07-2003, 06:05 PM
a little poem for you

DON'T GIVE UP!

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the roads you're treading seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the cloud of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are
It may be near when it seems so far.
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when thing seem worst,
that you must not quit.


I like poems they can soothe the soul

love ettenaj.:) :) :)

STUART
08-07-2003, 06:19 PM
I like that, gonna save that somewhere amongst the hundreds of other gems that I know one day I'll use, I'm no poet, but I do like that.

STUART
08-07-2003, 06:21 PM
sorry, that's rude, do you mind if I copy it?

ettenaj
08-07-2003, 06:35 PM
It's not mine unfortuately it come under want is called public domain ie over 50 years old or has no author so copy away pass it on it may soothe others like it does me.

ettenaj.

ettenaj
08-09-2003, 08:31 AM
Here is a bit of nonsense by Edward Lear from the book The Complete Verse and Other Nonsense Pub by Penguin Edited by Vivien Noakes.

The Jumblies

They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
In a Sieve they went to sea:
In spite of all their friends could say,
On a winter's morn, on a stormy day,
In a Sieve they went to sea!
And when the Sieve turned round and round,
And every one cried, 'You'll all be drowned!'
They called aloud, 'Our Sieve ain't big,
But we don't care a button! we don't care a fig!
In a Sieve we'll go to sea!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

They sailed away in a Sieve, they did,
In a Sieve they sailed so fast,
With only a beautiful pea-green veil
Tied with a riband by way of a sail,
To a small tobacco-pipe mast;
And every one said, who saw them go,
'O won't they be soon upset, you know!
For the sky is dark, and the voyage is long,
And happen what may, it's extremely wrong
In a Sieve to sail so fast!'
Far and few, far and few
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

The water it soon came in, it did,
The water it soon came in;
So to keep them dry, they wrapped their feet
In a pinky paper all folded neat,
And they fastened it down with a pin.
And they passed the night in a crockery-jar,
And each of them said, 'How wise we are!
Though the sky be dark, and the voyage be long,
Yet we never can think we were rash or wrong,
While round in our Sieve we spin!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

And all night long they sailed away;
And when the sun went down,
They whistled and warbled a moony song
To the echoing sound of a coppery gong,
In the shade of the mountains brown.
'O Timballo! How happy we are,
When we live in a sieve and a crockery-jar,
And all night long in the moonlight pale,
We sail away with a pea-green sail,
In the shade of the mountains brown!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

They sailed to the Western Sea, they did,
To a land all covered with trees,
And they bought an Owl, and a useful Cart,
And a pound of Rice, and a Cranberry Tart,
And a hive of silvery Bees.
And they bought a Pig, and some green Jack-daws,
And a lovely Monkey with lollipop paws,
And forty bottles of Ring-Bo-Ree,
And no end of Stilton Cheese.
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

And in twenty years they all came back,
In twenty years or more,
And every one said, 'How tall they've grown!
For they've been to the Lakes, and the Torrible Zone,
And the hills of the Chankly Bore!'
And they drank their health, and gave them a feast
Of dumplings made of beautiful yeast;
And every one said, 'If we only live,
We too will go to sea in a Sieve,-
To the hills of the Chankly Bore!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.



Whew! that was longer than i thought.
my mother used to read it to me when i was small
enjoy

Love ettenaj