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Karen L Monahan
Valued Member Username: klhmonahan
Post Number: 216 Registered: 08-2004
| Posted on Wednesday, December 07, 2005 - 6:57 am: |
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Thank you all for the wonderful input. After Black Forest Cake, an Abortion, and a Cup Of Coffee It was Hansel and Gretel's step second only mother who couldn't see through trees. She sent the squirmy and rotten (yet alive) on an errand. Cupping her breasts, pouting oh, oh, what about me. Me! A boy, oh-so clever, pissed breadcrumbs from there to here. His sister, a greedy twit, ate the crumbs and grumbled, gone before my belly swelled. Oh! whatever, whatever, whatever. Colorful sprinkles on candied lips decorated the sugar-bread witch. Plump hips, long nails dipped in honey. She motioned- come come. She, at least, invited them to enter, a type of pre-heat, if you will, a rehearsal, songs about something like run, run, as fast as you can, or, ding dong the witch. Ah, hell, the story comes, the story goes. While playing bridge on a future day, the mother, a witch and the second bitch nibble ginger cookies and sigh sigh sigh. If only we could see through trees. Oh! |
SplinterGroup
Advanced Member Username: splinter
Post Number: 918 Registered: 11-2003
| Posted on Wednesday, December 07, 2005 - 1:41 pm: |
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very tart and telling piece. made me shudder. I think I know the woman involved here ---married her and she divorced me---nicest thing she ever did , by the way. |
LJ Cohen
Moderator Username: ljc
Post Number: 3576 Registered: 07-2002
| Posted on Wednesday, December 07, 2005 - 6:46 pm: |
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Karen--I think you've nailed this one. Well done. ljc http://ljcbluemuse.blogspot.com/
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Karen L Monahan
Valued Member Username: klhmonahan
Post Number: 224 Registered: 08-2004
| Posted on Wednesday, December 07, 2005 - 6:54 pm: |
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Thanks L, You doll! And Splinter, I am your ex. lol god, wouldn't that be strange? (((smile))) Karen |
Gary Blankenship
Senior Member Username: garyb
Post Number: 5793 Registered: 07-2001
| Posted on Thursday, December 08, 2005 - 7:31 am: |
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Karen, a fine revision. I kind of miss repeating whatever, but understand why it is gone. Here run, run, as fast as you can, or, ding dong the witch. Ah, hell, the story comes, the story goes. perhaps a change in breaks to echo the nursery rhyme effect run, run, as fast as you can, ding dong the witch. A h, hell, the story comes, the story goes. Smiles. Gary
The Eye of the Coming Storm http://www.mindfirerenew.com/
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michael julius sottak
Advanced Member Username: julius
Post Number: 1872 Registered: 12-2003
| Posted on Thursday, December 08, 2005 - 9:58 am: |
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Bingo, Bango, Bongo! (it's an old golf game, Karen... and golf is the best analogy of life... you are in the woods and your ball is buried in mud, everyone else is waiting for you to swing, do you pull the ball outta the muck, or take your swing as it lies-- according to the rules-- it defines YOU!) the eloquent truth of fairey tales seems lost, me darlin... let's bring them back! |
Karen L Monahan
Valued Member Username: klhmonahan
Post Number: 231 Registered: 08-2004
| Posted on Thursday, December 08, 2005 - 10:23 am: |
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Thanks Gary. And Michael, umm-- thanks? ((smile)) Karen
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michael julius sottak
Advanced Member Username: julius
Post Number: 1877 Registered: 12-2003
| Posted on Thursday, December 08, 2005 - 3:59 pm: |
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Yes, Karen... that was admiration, darlin... hey, I'm used to navigating around obstacles... the ship's heading isn't your true direction, you have to compensate for set & drift (wind and current)... so don't mind me, if i'm commenting, I like it... |
Karen L Monahan
Valued Member Username: klhmonahan
Post Number: 232 Registered: 08-2004
| Posted on Thursday, December 08, 2005 - 6:10 pm: |
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Thanks Michael, I'm pleased. ((smile)) Karen |
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