Glue The chemist finally had a girl friend. He said, I love you. She said, this tape on top of cd cases comes off after you buy the music and I don't see any residue on the plastic jewel case. I want us to marry. He kissed her cheek. And continued. I want children to come from our love. Lindsae said, The glue secures the case. But you never see it. Thomas laughed, said, Some things are secret. I can't tell you everything I know. But I want to make you understand you are my first and only love. L responded, I am impressed with your work. I want to know all about these chemicals. Thomas got down on his knees. They were in Central Park. Quietly he begged, please marry me, have our children, and love me for the rest of time. Lindsae gazed down, I want to know everything that goes on with your entire life. I want to totally emphasize that. Thomas laughed again, I am your slave. She demanded, you will always tell me all, I mean all, your secrets. She kissed him on the forehead and also laughed, You know much I don't know. But I know what runs you. This vow states that you are mine for as long as you know things I do not know on this earth. Why Men Don't Like Themselves He said, happy birthday hon. She said, thanks for nothing. Again. Why don't you get me anything when I celebrate this day? He remarked, hon, we're getting older. Do we have to be reminded of our ages? She yelled, yes, and we have to get each other gifts. Dah! Birthdays are part of our lives. Wake up and accept that. He sarcastically said, you always make me see the truths in our lives. I would rather just have fun. You know, laugh and make fun of things. She said, I was born on this day. It's a good day. It's a nice day. Now, go buy me a cake. People are coming over. He said, okay hon. And I guarantee I'll be nice and smile a lot. All The Old Times Within The Waters On the shore of the common lake she touched my hand. With her hand. I did not melt. I was getting old. I did look into her eyes. Saw her insecurities. Saw mine. Had had enough and left her for another lake. There I noticed the water dirtier. And the birds funny looking. And I wept. Not for her. Or the lake. Or the wildlife. I wept for myself. I had found nothing in life except its sadness. I found it was wearing me down. I found it was making me too thoughtful. Un-alive. Finally, I wished I was all over. The lake looked forboding. As I walked out into it. It opened to me. Wider and deeper. Soothing were its reeds. Fish. Its depths. I had done this before. In a past death. I had found it was fine. I was relieving worlds of myself. &. That was fine. Main Page This site sponsered by