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Whether you've just now tuned in to my life, or have been keeping up with my inner thoughts for quite some time now,
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Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.

As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.

By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...

...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.

Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.







Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Truck, Duck, Luck

 
How vulgar it is to read a four-letter word
that rhymes with truck and duck
and three cheers for good luck!
 
How rude to hear the crass words;
that if someone took the time to look it up,
they could interject something more harmonious,
and still get their vehement point across.
 
How disgusting to even repeat the word
that sounds like:
some duck
got run over
by some truck!
That duck got some bad luck!
Cluck, cluck, cluck,
WT*
 
 

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