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Post by moulinous on Mar 28, 2007 11:36:24 GMT -5
I like to sing this whenever i go a walking....(squillion Berrygobbler) Upon the hearth the fire is red, Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet, Still round the corner we may meet A sudden tree or standing stone That none have seen but we alone. Tree and flower, leaf and grass, Let them pass! Let them pass! Hill and water under sky, Pass them by! Pass them by!
Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate, And though we pass them by today, Tomorrow we may come this way And take the hidden paths that run Towards the Moon or to the Sun. Apple, thorn, and nut and sloe, Let them go! Let them go! Sand and stone and pool and dell, Fare you well! Fare you well!
Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are all alight. Then world behind and home ahead, We'll wander back to home and bed. Mist and twilight, cloud and shade, Away shall fade! Away shall fade! Fire and lamp and meat and bread, And then to bed! And then to bed!
//from tolkien,lol, sorry all you pmers, didnt mean to offend you
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Post by moulinous on Apr 28, 2007 17:58:33 GMT -5
Our Storm's most exceedingly fair. She's renown for her long, silver hair. She is not being lewd When she walks around nude, For it covers her cute derriere.
Storm seduced a young drow known as Drizzt Who had never been so much as kizzt. With his bracers of speed He completed the deed With a haste that left Storm sorely pizzt.
//hehe, sounded hinnish when i read it, from a random board
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