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Little Tommy Little Tommy Blenkinsop Lived with his mum above the shop The apothecary in Chapel Street square Everyone knew his dad’s shop was there All around brought their ailments for him to cure With his drugs and potions to be sure A busy place most of the time Spotlessly clean, free from grime One day little Tommy was sifting through Items left for dad to do Included in the assorted work Was a pair of teeth to repair for old Mrs Burke Therefore, Tommy thought he would give dad a helping hand The best chemist to Tommy in the land Trying to fix the teeth, he glued them apart He said to himself, that will do for a start And Mr Wheeler’s laxative pills The ones that supposedly cured all ills He mistakenly put into Mrs O’Rielly pack And put them in the store room upon the rack Dear Mrs.Burke came to collect her teeth and left So pleased and no longer without them, feeling so bereft And returned a short while later in quite a foul mood But Tommy’s dad misunderstood Could not explain what had taken place And tried not to laugh at Mrs Burke's face Her mouth seemed to be permanently open wide So bad in fact you could see well inside Little Tommy looked so sheepish and ran to hide The game was up, Mrs Burke then cried As he ran, off down the street Mrs O’Reilly he did meet Clutching her backside and obviously upset And realizing a hiding he was going to get I will **** you she cried, I know it’s’ your fault you little sod Swearing and cursing and waving a wooden rod As Mrs Burke joined in the pursuit down the street for miles She sounded like a Rottweiler suffering from piles But little Tommy was crafty, new how to avoid capture at all cost As Mrs O’Reilly slipped up on the ground covered in frost A loud noise erupted from her backside as she hit the floor What happened next, please don’t ask, I implore As Tommy slipped down an alley and out of sight He thought I had best go to Auntie’s and stays there the night As Mrs Burke with her mouth still, open wide And Mrs O’Reilly with her sore backside Went back to Tommy’s dad to try to make sense Of what had happened, to get cures for their predicaments In the end, all was well Tommy got the blame And the next day he had a rear end the was aflame A jolly good spanking was all he got But for Mrs Burke and Mrs O’Reilly, an experience they never forgot
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Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 4:35 AM UTC
Little Tommy
Little Tommy Little Tommy Blenkinsop Lived with his mum above the shop The apothecary in Chapel Street square Everyone knew his dad’s shop was there All around brought their ailments for him to cure With his drugs and potions to be sure A busy place most of the time Spotlessly clean, free from grime One day little Tommy was sifting through Items left for dad to do Included in the assorted work Was a pair of teeth to repair for old Mrs Burke Therefore, Tommy thought he would give dad a helping hand The best chemist to Tommy in the land Trying to fix the teeth, he glued them apart He said to himself, that will do for a start And Mr Wheeler’s laxative pills The ones that supposedly cured all ills He mistakenly put into Mrs O’Rielly pack And put them in the store room upon the rack Dear Mrs.Burke came to collect her teeth and left So pleased and no longer without them, feeling so bereft And returned a short while later in quite a foul mood But Tommy’s dad misunderstood Could not explain what had taken place And tried not to laugh at Mrs Burke's face Her mouth seemed to be permanently open wide So bad in fact you could see well inside Little Tommy looked so sheepish and ran to hide The game was up, Mrs Burke then cried As he ran, off down the street Mrs O’Reilly he did meet Clutching her backside and obviously upset And realizing a hiding he was going to get I will **** you she cried, I know it’s’ your fault you little sod Swearing and cursing and waving a wooden rod As Mrs Burke joined in the pursuit down the street for miles She sounded like a Rottweiler suffering from piles But little Tommy was crafty, new how to avoid capture at all cost As Mrs O’Reilly slipped up on the ground covered in frost A loud noise erupted from her backside as she hit the floor What happened next, please don’t ask, I implore As Tommy slipped down an alley and out of sight He thought I had best go to Auntie’s and stays there the night As Mrs Burke with her mouth still, open wide And Mrs O’Reilly with her sore backside Went back to Tommy’s dad to try to make sense Of what had happened, to get cures for their predicaments In the end, all was well Tommy got the blame And the next day he had a rear end the was aflame A jolly good spanking was all he got But for Mrs Burke and Mrs O’Reilly, an experience they never forgot
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It's just a SMALL HICCUP If it bothers you then Drink some water or hold your BREATH, Fix the ERROR, after that Just REST, Don't let the SITUATION bring you on DOWN, Work with the GLITCHES and then MANEUVER on AROUND. It just a SMALL MISHAP and it can be FIXED, It not a BIG DEAL So go on and HANDLE IT. It's just a LITTLE HICCUP, Don't get your PANTIES in a BUNCH, It'll work out SOMEHOW, I'm just giving you a HUNCH, When things GO SIDEWAYS, or EVEN DOWNHILL, There's just GOTTA BE A WAY and I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL!!! When things are OFF and CIRCUMSTANCES CAN GET TOUGH, JUST REMEMBER there's a way and THIS IS JUST A HICCUP!!!! B.R. Date: 12/15/2024
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Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 6:44 PM UTC
It's Just a Hiccup
maidens of error missteps, mistakes, mishaps ... milestones to wisdom Mark Toney © 2022 Accepting responsibility and learning from your mistakes are milestones to wisdom.
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Nov 12, 2022
Nov 12, 2022 at 10:54 PM UTC
Trial and Error
Do you believe in reincarnation? You made mistake with your previous relationship. Determined and promised to yourself that it would be a lesson learned New relationship came This time, you'll gonna do it right. You'll go an extra mile to make up with your past lapses. You succeeded! You made the present one happy. You pampered with everything you can do. That was the best moment in your life And so does to your precious one. But fate did not go easy on you. A small conflict turned into a major one. One is holding on but the other one is letting go. Different decision but same emotion - pain. Perhaps, each choice has its own selfish reason. A resolution considered as subjective satisfaction, you both knew it would be the best conclusion to an almost perfect love story you worked hard. Still, you ended up hurting that person. Just like you did with the previous one. Does history repeat itself? Or you are bound to relive your past life's faux pas... ...unless you find the answer to your unending woe.
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Jan 8, 2020
Jan 8, 2020 at 11:14 PM UTC
Reincarnation
My mind drawls blank As the midnight crawls give me the shakes. My body craves the in takes Over lapping the mistakes Needing a quick takes to help with the fixate. Come on with all of the hate. Right now pretty late to show up For this court date That land me in this hell of a frustrate. Where is my drug to help me relate. You don’t correlate this big faith How the hell am I going to date Bc of all of this speculate. **** you with all of the guns drawing blanks It’s time to get straight. Move the hell on with all of this guilty traits.
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Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 10:49 PM UTC
Mishaps
That night there was something different from his caress So gentle, almost like a prayer And just like every dream Disappeared at the light of the dawn
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Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 9:04 AM UTC
Like A Dream
Nobody ever tells you what you need to know about life and growing up. Nobody ever tells you that you'll become the person you never wanted to become, that you'll become destructive from the inside out, or that you may witness events which will cause you to become emotionally numb. Nobody ever tells you anything valuable, that you're breakable and irreplaceable. First get yourself burned, Then you'll learn because remember: Nobody Ever Tells You.
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Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 12:43 AM UTC
Things Learned
why can I not speak my mind and why can my mouth not process the words that flow effortlessly in the poetry I write and tonight. I want to ignite a change in my current life find a way to show everyone what I might and maybe oh maybe they'll want to venture into my mind. but oooooooh so risky and oooooooh so dangerous only the curiosity will lead and all of their other needs will stray behind like a shedding cat multiple layers they'll uncover the ones that are beautiful have beautiful pictures and videos well then theres the ones with devil like people who take control of whom ever they get their grimy hands over my mind hides all my inner knowledge It inhabits my thoughts so they cannot be shared why though why? I have a plethora of ideas just hidden behind an untouched curtain because I don't have an answer you'd expect me to but I don't. to all of this madness- is there something I can do?
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
mind mishaps again.