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Three Rings for the eleven Kings under the sky Seven for the Dwarf Lords in there hall of stone, Nine for the mortal men doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord in his Dark Throne In the land of Mordor where shadows lie, One Ring to Rule them all,One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in darkness bind them In the Land of Mordor where shadows lie.

You are the warmth of the sun, on a cool spring morning, You are the stillness and calming, of the lake on a warm summer evening, You are the fullfilling meal, after an autum celebration in the day, You are the fire of my heart, on a winters midnight hour.
MR MISTER


When our love, Had just started,It was but an ember,We nurtured it, And it became a roaring fire, And now dear,My love for you, Is that roaring fire, I keep it close, To warm my soul,And know it won't expire, For a fire, That is closest kept, Burns the brightest of all
Shawn Drake{MERLIN}


You have a place in mine.... and i feel you.... with every beat.

You have a place in my mind.... and i think of you.... with all my thoughts.

You have a place in my eye.... and i see you.... with everything i see.
MR MISTER



this one is funny...it is supposed to be gross,but only if you have a dirty mind...so actually it's not bad at all, cuz i know that none of you will think dirtilly?? Nah..I didn't think so!!!
WHAT AM I????
This is a usefull tool, commonly found in the range of 8 inches long.
The function of which is enjoyed by members of both sexes
Is usuall found hung, dangling loosely,ready for instant action.
It boasts of a clump of little hairy things at one end and a small hole at the other.
In use, it is inserted, almost always willingly, sometimes slowley, sometimes quickly, into a warm, fleshy, moist opening where it is thrust in and drawn out again.
Again and again many times in succession, often quickly and accopanied by squirming bodily movements.
Anyone found listening in will most surely recognize the rythmec, pulsing sound, resulting from the well lubricated movements.
When finally withdrawn, it leaves behind a juicy, sticky white substance, some of which will need cleaning.
From the outer surfaces of the opening and some from it's long glistening shaft.
After everything is done and the following cleansing liquids have ceased ementing, it is returned to its freely hanging state
of rest, ready for yet another bit of action, Hopefully reaching its bristling climax twice or three times a day, but often much less

WHAT AM I??????
As you may have already guessed, the answer to the riddle is none other
Than your very own...........


.........TOOTHBRUSH...........

what were you thinking? you pervert!

Love Is Gold Love is Gold
A Treasure in the Heart
A Feeling from the Soul
When Shared with Friends and Loved ones in return
We are all rich as Love Is Gold
{sleepy}



ONE I spent my life
In a desperate search
For I am alone
I am one

Then one night
I met you
But i was blind
Still thinking as one

You as well
Bright as the sun
Searching for love
You were one

You opened your heart
Confessing you love
But i held it back
For i am walled in asone

Over time
We became two
Having our fun
Just me and you

But my feelings
Are still the same
For in my heart
We are as one
{MERLIN}



Innocence Lost

Thunder clouds rollong,
over the vast wasteland.
Prairie coyotes whaling,
their songs of hunger.
Golden grasses dancing amongest
the sharpened thorns.
Cotton cloth flowing,
while she walks.
Snagging, ripping, tearing,
innocence ruined, destroyed.
Blood flowing from the gouge
that was scored into the ivory skin.
Pain inflicted upon her,
pain that was not deserved.
Sorrow felt and experienced,
and never forgotten.
The wounds heal,
but the scar will never disappear.
Innocence Lost forever
{Tim}

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