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Fun
Contributed by
Sheveg
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Wednesday, 9th June 2010 @ 03:26:40 PM in AEST
Topic:
happypoetry
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I played a game today. I'm not used to having fun.
I was out in the sun. 63 + and it's the first time.
Playing miniature golf does not rhyme. I did okay
but not at the start. Because I hit the ball too hard.
After a while I did okay, and even said yeah for myself.
That I don't always do, but at least I didn't say boo.
I wasn't even hard on myself like I sometimes am.
But I didn't act like a ham. Yeah right, like I ever would!
No way while on this earth. But I know that I am worth-
something. Which is pretty much.
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Sheveg
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2010-06-09 15:26:40]
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Re: Fun
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by LizSucks on
Wednesday, 9th June 2010 @ 09:10:56 PM AEST
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| I like the basic premise and feel a lot. It makes me smile and picture sunshine, but having rhymes that close together can make it sound sing-songy, so be careful. |
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