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I was a cat in my previous life
I used to jump on things
I had a master who picked me up
And through me to the other side
I was orange and white
And I lived with the Dunbar family
They used to play with me so rough
And the young kids thought they were tough
I was a cat a cute little cat
And I lived in Adelaide
I feel the father is picking me up
To put me on his lap
You see that is my story when I was young
It wasn’t me getting teased
It is the fact I have had interesting previous lives
You see I played with the other cats
And run away from dogs
Sit with the kids as we listened to the radio
and I played with them
You see each kid put their hands on my leg
And gave me a tickle
And after that I ate my fave food
A nice juicy pickle
When the mother cooked a meal with mince
I jumped up to take a sniff
And I sometimes grab a bit for myself
You see I was a playful little cat
In one of my previous lives
I am feeling it now
Because one of my owners might have died
What a ****** for them
But I was their cat
But now I am a man with commitments
Thousands of years already lit
by blue flames  and the red slits
murders and the  suicides,
Victor gets to wave his flag,
Hands get scorn without oven mitts
A machine newly born feels much less,
and needs no emotions like a kiss.
It gets by with oil and batteries.
1 door shuts down forever others opens this repeats for ever like !!!!!!!!!!
never give up thus makes sense????????????
gerry adams if i m not mistaken was afilliated  to ira_______
Fred Gizzard and his mother lived secluded lives on top of an abandoned Dairy Queen roof even though they were desperately impoverished because of a 100% lack of money. "I'll have a deluxe D.Q. sundae *****!" Fred demanded and somehow (maybe through Jesus) the dessert appeared. One day he ordered a ******* called Kandee and she showed up and together they went onto the roof of another abandoned Dairy Queen and made sweet love for 2 minutes until she finally confessed to Fred that her name wasn't Kandee because she was a royal princess of a popular country and only ****** in her free time when she wasn't on her billion-dollar yacht eating expensive seafood and having her gold-plated bikini altered. Fred gasped and grabbed her ******* enraptured with joyfulness. "Praise Jesus!" He exclaimed in a happy way that made the princess want to have additional *** with him. Later, the two of them climbed onto the roof of the first Dairy Queen to live with Fred's mother under a tarp for 2 years.
These are troubling times,
but when haven't they been?
war
conflict
the flesh being picked
from our bones

not much hope
when we are left to rot
when
those who have got
refuse to give

whatever happened to
live and let live?
Zywa 31m
I sometimes receive

mail with no meaning attached:


an exchange parcel.
Comic strip #173 - "Heer Ollie en Een Bommelding" ("Sir Oliver and A Bomble-thing", 1983, Marten Toonder), tier 1387

Collection "**** & Lord"
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