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"mog" poems
Overcoming life when it throws you a curb ball knocking you down. Is to always stay in a positive mind set while you are living here. Knowing that when you trust in the Almighty Savior Lord God. He shall for the most part , protect you from harms way here. It is usually us , leaning away from the right road that we are on. That causes us to walk into harms away by leaving the correct one. For all of you are Awesome MOG and *** powerful people. I love you all in the unconditional Love that comes from his Spirit. May the Christ bless each and everyone of you here on a daily basic.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 9:56 AM UTC
Life Curb Ball
Tiggy is my little cat she's mostly grey and fairly fat With large green eyes and a small pink nose and a wiggly tail..heaven knows Stripes and spots and a cheeky grin, sometimes she's out , sometimes she's in No interest in the neighbourhood mogs but scared of vacuum's not of dogs She chases flies and red dots too ... my little bouncy tiggy roo !
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 4:44 PM UTC
Tiggy the mog
Why do my thoughts seem to run So deep, when the late hour beckons " Time for Sleep" , But sleep isn't headed my way it would seem, perchance a respite for lucidity in dream. melatonin melancholy * Hey You*speed slumber , TODAY ! i have things to do and while yet tired , ...Well ,NO Way. Surely ! Sleep doth approach whether by faith or fatigue , I should have , Terrifically traveled terrains tracked to a league. But slumber, hasn't my number, or asunder So i'd be. i'm leaping by faith , But first should brush the teeth. I'll then recline my ,thoughts and frame, to "succeed" , By simply accepting position of such rest i do need. :D < Brain Mog >
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Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 5:07 AM UTC
Good Night ! Late I Think .
bulji u mene sa plafona neizbežna paučina srž dok se u kostima ledi eho mog krika u povratku najavi zoru neizbežnu male reči cigareta i kafa divljačka rutina me probudi
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 1:15 PM UTC
jutra
There should be toy devices, of dog's noses on a stick Different breeds there could be, so you could take your pick Dog's noses are so nice to feel, in eye's it's just the trick The start of your day when you awake, it'll give you such a kick They could be rechargeable, and moist pouches you could buy Just the job when you feel down, to moisten your tired eye It may sound strange, but don't knock it until you've had a try If you have a furry friend, their nose should not be shy There's nothing more refreshing than dog's noses that are wet It's one thing that they can do, being your loving pet Much better than an Optrex, or any eye moister set Because with doggie noses, you know what you will get It's the perfect accessory, to brighten up your day Every eye is different, so dog's noses are okay They come in different sizes, so come on what'd say Dog's noses are the business, their nose is here to stay You will love the feeling, of that wet doggie nose There easier than watering cans, or a garden hose Their wetness is quite subtle, it's good the way it goes You could have different noses, lined up in doggie rows Imagine going to the shops, and they had nose of the dog From Pointers to Alsatians, theirs loads that they could flog Picking out the ones you want, dog's noses you could hog The dog noses brand could expand, to include nose of the mog
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Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 6:13 AM UTC
Dog's Noses
A POEM I A poem is just a bunch of words ( some say ) , that tell of conditions like pain or maybe play. But maybe the start is really the end (of it). Either way dear human please don't throw your fit. well you can ,If you like And Will if you Must. Sometimes however the resulting balloon may bust. Fall flat or worse , not find hearing ears , (it's sad) occasionally one thinks that the syntax be quite bad. No matter the method from finish until a start just let truth flow freely from the deepest of heart surface to find a reason to live and on still more And never your own words Ever Ignore ( Ever).                                      by Brain Mog
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 8:43 PM UTC
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