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Shining Star
Joined: Sep 28, 2007
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[font=Comic Sans MS:419230e1b0]my scream was but a stifled squeek[/font:419230e1b0] 
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Orion
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Turtle Power
Joined: Mar 18, 2004
Posts: 1184
Location: West Virginia
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
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Smitty
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Mr. Winkle
Joined: May 27, 2006
Posts: 128
Location: Bellbrook, Ohio
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths |
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Orion
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 12:09 am Post subject: |
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Turtle Power
Joined: Mar 18, 2004
Posts: 1184
Location: West Virginia
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
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RibZ
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 7:18 am Post subject: |
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Honorary Crew
Joined: Sep 25, 2007
Posts: 131
Location: State of insanity
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll. |
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Smitty
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 7:31 am Post subject: |
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Mr. Winkle
Joined: May 27, 2006
Posts: 128
Location: Bellbrook, Ohio
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read |
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RibZ
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 10:37 am Post subject: |
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Honorary Crew
Joined: Sep 25, 2007
Posts: 131
Location: State of insanity
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read
My bloodshot eyes soon would bleed, |
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Smitty
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 10:53 am Post subject: |
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Mr. Winkle
Joined: May 27, 2006
Posts: 128
Location: Bellbrook, Ohio
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read
My bloodshot eyes soon would bleed,
There on the parchment was the cure that I sought |
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RibZ
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 11:25 am Post subject: |
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Honorary Crew
Joined: Sep 25, 2007
Posts: 131
Location: State of insanity
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read
My bloodshot eyes soon would bleed,
There on the parchment was the cure that I sought,
I only needed a turnip and a Scot. |
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Smitty
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 2:39 pm Post subject: |
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Mr. Winkle
Joined: May 27, 2006
Posts: 128
Location: Bellbrook, Ohio
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read
My bloodshot eyes soon would bleed,
There on the parchment was the cure that I sought,
I only needed a turnip and a Scot.
Blyme! Tis Irish, that runs in me blood |
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Roslin
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 3:13 pm Post subject: |
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visiting addict
Joined: Oct 05, 2007
Posts: 89
Location: Temple, Texas
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read
My bloodshot eyes soon would bleed,
There on the parchment was the cure that I sought,
I only needed a turnip and a Scot.
Blyme! Tis Irish, that runs in me blood
And only potatoes I find in ye mud! |
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stargazer
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 4:43 pm Post subject: |
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Shining Star
Joined: Sep 28, 2007
Posts: 328
Location: Pennsylvania
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[font=Comic Sans MS:e9881939f5]When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read
My bloodshot eyes soon would bleed,
There on the parchment was the cure that I sought,
I only needed a turnip and a Scot.
Blyme! Tis Irish, that runs in me blood
And only potatoes I find in ye mud!
A Celt is a Celt, I thougt with a smile.[/font:e9881939f5]
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Orion
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| Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 5:49 pm Post subject: |
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Turtle Power
Joined: Mar 18, 2004
Posts: 1184
Location: West Virginia
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read
My bloodshot eyes soon would bleed,
There on the parchment was the cure that I sought,
I only needed a turnip and a Scot.
Blyme! Tis Irish, that runs in me blood
And only potatoes I find in ye mud!
A Celt is a Celt, I thougt with a smile.
And wished I knew this all the while.
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steeveeg
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| Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 2:43 am Post subject: |
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Promising member
Joined: Sep 23, 2007
Posts: 22
Location: South Africa
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| And so I return, to my bed |
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RibZ
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| Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 8:20 am Post subject: |
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Honorary Crew
Joined: Sep 25, 2007
Posts: 131
Location: State of insanity
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When I was but an oldish lad,
Swallowing Goldfish was a cool fad
Pick one out and watch it splash
Tasted funky and got a rash.
My mother took me to the doc,
A wannabe---he was not Spock
Didn't even have an office
No secretary,nor nurse no one to call us.
We sat in the room for many an hour,
And ate some sweet candy that turned out to be sour,
Lunchtime passed and dinner did, too,
While I twist and turned and began to turn blue.
Something moved quickly at the edge of my vision,
At the sight of it I began to feel a sudden tension,
I couldn't move and couldn't speak
My scream was but a stifled squeek.
I quickly stepped back a few steps.
then bits of a goldfish spewed from its depths
It's head was that of a troll
It handed me an ancient scroll.
Starved and blue, now this I must read
My bloodshot eyes soon would bleed,
There on the parchment was the cure that I sought,
I only needed a turnip and a Scot.
Blyme! Tis Irish, that runs in me blood
And only potatoes I find in ye mud!
A Celt is a Celt, I thougt with a smile.
And wished I knew this all the while.
And so I return, to my bed
With glowing eyes and pounding head, |
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