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Emusing
Senior Member Username: emusing
Post Number: 7386 Registered: 08-2003
| Posted on Thursday, March 26, 2009 - 11:04 pm: |
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To be enjoyed with your morning coffee... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZozDKABxvw0 Word Walker Press; Moonday Poetry; Kyoto Journal
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Packrat
Intermediate Member Username: harolyn_j_gourley
Post Number: 378 Registered: 02-2008
| Posted on Friday, March 27, 2009 - 12:04 am: |
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OMIGOD!! *ROTFLMAO!!* I just forwarded this to a friend who both writes poetry and works at a tech-support call center! This will "make the rounds"!! *LOL* --Packrat. |
Emusing
Senior Member Username: emusing
Post Number: 7390 Registered: 08-2003
| Posted on Friday, March 27, 2009 - 6:29 pm: |
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Hey Packie! Glad you enjoyed Now you know what do when your haiku needs repair LOL. e Word Walker Press; Moonday Poetry; Kyoto Journal
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~M~
Board Administrator Username: mjm
Post Number: 33625 Registered: 11-1998
| Posted on Friday, March 27, 2009 - 7:36 pm: |
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This was a hoot, E. Thanks for posting it. At least now I know who to call when my onomatopoeia gets stuck in my limerick. It's good to know there are people out there who can help with this stuff. *LOL* Love, M |
Emusing
Senior Member Username: emusing
Post Number: 7395 Registered: 08-2003
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 10:03 am: |
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Glad you enjoyed Lovey. Oh I'd better not use that "L" word, the "Love" police might give me a ticket [wink Fred]. "liking you very much" E Word Walker Press; Moonday Poetry; Kyoto Journal
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~M~
Board Administrator Username: mjm
Post Number: 33632 Registered: 11-1998
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 11:25 am: |
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Yes, E. God forbid we should love each other and tell each other that as often as we can before we die. What will the neighbors say? Damn those Love people next door -- can't they keep the volume down? I Hold You In Extremely High Esteem, M |
Emusing
Senior Member Username: emusing
Post Number: 7396 Registered: 08-2003
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 11:36 am: |
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Dear Likey (fka Lovey), It's no joke [grins], I got a call from the manager across the way who complained that one of my tenants was a little too enthusiastic in the bedroom and was disturbing her tenant LOL. So I'm like uh....okay, I'm not about to touch that one LOL. Hey! Wish were me but then, I told you the bedroom was the least exciting room in my house.... xo (secret code) E Word Walker Press; Moonday Poetry; Kyoto Journal
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~M~
Board Administrator Username: mjm
Post Number: 33633 Registered: 11-1998
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 11:43 am: |
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Call the manager, dearest, and say this, "I would rather be kept awake by the sounds of love making than the sounds of fists hitting faces and curses hitting hearts. Of the two, I'm going with over-exuberant love." That oughta do it. As to the bedroom, sweetstuff, you must make it exciting. Exciting isn't going to just walk in, go to the bedroom, and start disturbing the neighbors all by itself. You have to open the door, go find it, and bring it home. Very Loud Smooches, M |
brenda morisse
Senior Member Username: moritric
Post Number: 3291 Registered: 04-2007
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 12:59 pm: |
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Don't neighbors bang on the wall, anymore? Damn! Someone was always banging on my bedroom wall, and then I would bang back and they would bang back to my banging back until all of us would collapse into fits of giggles and banging. |
Emusing
Senior Member Username: emusing
Post Number: 7397 Registered: 08-2003
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 1:32 pm: |
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Dearest M, I will look for some excitement. It seems there is some trash sticking out of the garbage bin. I will put it in its container... I think I've been a manager too long. p.s. I love your response (oops there's that bad word again [shit]. Dearest Ms. Morsel, You are an east coast girl for sure. In Chi-town where I grew up we had plenty of banging. My mom regularly banged on the radiator with a shoe or any object should could put her hands on to disturb the downstairs neighbor (a continued conversation in her later years because she thought he was banging on the radiator in the middle of the night -- alas it was the poor old radiator itself me thinks. Oh and as a kid we had pock mocks all over the ceiling walls. This was from my mom's broom tip poking up to quiet the noise. We were very modern you know. gigglicious Word Walker Press; Moonday Poetry; Kyoto Journal
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Gary Blankenship
Moderator Username: garydawg
Post Number: 27572 Registered: 07-2001
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 2:49 pm: |
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LOLOLOLandmore He says haiku and does a tanka count... Great fun. Smiles. Gary Celebrate Walt with Gary: http://www.poetrykit.org/pkl/tw10/tw4conte.htm
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Packrat
Intermediate Member Username: harolyn_j_gourley
Post Number: 382 Registered: 02-2008
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 3:17 pm: |
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[...stealin' the tune from "Tell My Ma"...) At my Ma's, the kitchen broom did more than simply sweep the room; it'd swat the dog and it'd shoo! the cat and point to where our chores were at! Friday nights, when things got rowdy and the neighbours got too loudey, UP! the broom went, with a thump. "Knock off the noise, or you'll get a lump!" --Packrat. (Message edited by harolyn j gourley on March 28, 2009) |
~M~
Board Administrator Username: mjm
Post Number: 33634 Registered: 11-1998
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 4:44 pm: |
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Dearest gigglicious -- what is Mr. Excitement doing in the garbage bin? I've told Russell he should not sit on the lid. It collapses, and then in you go! *LMAO* He's supposed to be crooning under your window. You give men directions and they never listen. Dearest borrachita -- here's something for when the banging doesn't work. My upstairs neighbor used to bring all his chiquita bananas home in their stilletos. They would click-clack across the floor. Click-clack, click-clack, raucous laughter, loud music all night long. Party hardy with all his ladies till the sun comes up. One morning after one of his all-night parties, my husband turned the stereo speakers so they were pointing up at Mr. Party's floor. Then we played the 1812 Overture at top volume. Cannons going off at 6:00 in the morning is very invigorating, especially if you do not have a hangover. Never heard much out of Mr. Party after that. love, love (double stuff) swinka who thinks there is more than one way to peel a Chiquita banana |
brenda morisse
Senior Member Username: moritric
Post Number: 3292 Registered: 04-2007
| Posted on Saturday, March 28, 2009 - 5:54 pm: |
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Dearest swinka, Oh, that was you, mi hermana? I always used to say, You should hear the people downstairs, when they go to town they hire a marching band and an orchestra! love, love borrachita} (Message edited by moritric on March 28, 2009) |
brenda morisse
Senior Member Username: moritric
Post Number: 3295 Registered: 04-2007
| Posted on Sunday, March 29, 2009 - 6:30 am: |
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Dear e-ver-so-loving, I forgot to thank-you for the link. I enjoyed it so much. I remember those radiators, You needed to bleed them to stop the banging. I had the key. love, Ms. Morsel |
Emusing
Senior Member Username: emusing
Post Number: 7400 Registered: 08-2003
| Posted on Sunday, March 29, 2009 - 10:40 am: |
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Gar glad to please, especially from a veteran of Asian poetry like you. BTW I bought two small Buddha books. One for myself and one as a gift. Thanks for the tip. Packrat ha ha, so your mother was a lump and bump artist too eh? I guess they came from the old country and didn't mess around. Enjoyed your poetic jig! Dear Ms. Doubletrouble, I have enough trouble with one poet in the family, you want me to sacrifice myself to the poetry world once and for all--you think I'm a reech beetch who can keep her poetman out of the trash? I dunno lovey, I think I've given up.... Time for me to see what I can salvage from the Good Will man. Love, e Word Walker Press; Moonday Poetry; Kyoto Journal
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