

The Victimless ThiefPicked up a penny from near Ploddington's place, could have been useful in my coin collector's case. Mother murdered my father, made me a mere wanderer, gave my new gem to a gentlemen, a trained gaze to ponder. Worth less than a penny whispered the wise withered man, Care not cried Christ’s saint, care for you I can. Followed Father Franklin to the friendly home of god, 'Should I stay indefinitely?’ this saw a solid sure nod. Lived a lazy life I loved, thank the lord for lots of luck, Father Franklin forced me to flee though; I had failed to earn a buck. Came across a crying woman, nThe Victimless Thief
Morning Glory
black ocean

Self PortraitThose are my eyes, the same as always, Reflecting reflected reflections of me: My mood, my emotion, my reactions. Yellow-tinged white around blue around black. A pit of darkness allowing light in; Those are my eyes. Staring at me.Self Portrait
That is my skin, both blemished and un-. My scars; some earned, some not. Those are my mosquito bites To remind me that "later" might be too late. And those are my lips, Dry, parched with heat, sweat, spit and words, Soothed by a cocktail of balms.
That is my hair, problematic this morning, Arranged in accordance
cheers
Justan
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blah blah blah - no one reads these anyway
0_o Nice one!!
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Stay crunchy. Even in milk.
Potatoes?
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Stay crunchy. Even in milk.
you smell
jess
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Best piece of art EVER conceived by man OR dolphin!!!
Rules:
1. copy and send this to as many devants of the opposete sex
on your list as possible except the person who sent it to you.
2. Have fun!
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Stay crunchy. Even in milk.
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Learn to swim.
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