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Re: Public favorites?Saw it and will reply as soon as possible. I cannot linger here for long. |
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Re: Public favorites?Hey gogant, you resemble Charles Bronson without a mustache....but I think he could beat you in a game of "Who's got more muscles." Why don't you put your shirt back on--the boat has sailed off. |
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Re: Public favorites?Indian Cowboy, Why do you have a picture of a guy holding a trash can? He doesn't look like an Indian Cowboy....now Gogant on the other hand, does carry a resemblance to Charles Bronson....or Al Pacino. |
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Re: Public favorites?Hey garbageman, you're right, it was a nice ride. Aria, you asked for an Indian...well, here I am. I just posted a new poem (my 2nd one) titled, Pancho Villa's Gold. |
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Re: Public favorites?Hey chief, I think you're in the wrong forum...watch you don't stumble over them gold nuggets on your way out. And Aria, I think he talks with crooked tongue... |
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Re: Public favorites?Ladies, beware of man with bared chest for he steals, ever so silently, one's heart in the still of the night. And that, my dear friend gogant, is spoken with golden truth. |
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Re: Public favorites?Well, I don't think gogant could survive a half hour up here in Alaska. But, we have some lonely Inuits to warm him up if he gets too cold. |
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Re: Re: Public favorites?Quote: Originally Posted by indiancowboy91 Well, I don't think gogant could survive a half hour up here in Alaska. But, we have some lonely Inuits to warm him up if he gets too cold.  I was just up there in Alaska what seems like a thousand years ago...searched for gold, but there was nothing but yellow snow.......................... 
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Post your negative comments here.Who won the latest poet of the week? Was it me? |
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Re: Public favorites?Hey, Cowboy, your dogs look fine...but, you might be right about your woman. Maybe she might make a better sled puller.......................and, or course, you know I'm only joking. |
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Re: Re: Public favorites?Quote: Originally Posted by gogant Hey, Cowboy, your dogs look fine...but, you might be right about your woman. Maybe she might make a better sled puller.......................and, or course, you know I'm only joking.       Well, I thought her daddy was just joking when he poked that double-barrelled shot gun in my back...Gosh, I hope my wife doesn't read this...I think she would chop a good chunk of ice off the one end of Alaska, and set me adrift, if she happened to see this. 
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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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