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PresedentGerogeWBush
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Name: Geroge W
Birthday: 7/6/1946
Gender: Male
Interests: eeting preztsal's and chileing with mey wief Luara
Expertise: macking teh wolrd saef fuor Demorcracey!!
Occupation: Military
Industry: Government
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
11/8/2004
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| bom, bobm, bom, bom bom Iran!
Well dikc cheenye hac deceidded we haev to declar war on irann so get yuor defferments wile yuo can! All so, if yu liek ampeuteaechrur by teh maers vollta, cehk out Closs tuo teh egde bye YESS.
Yuor chilaxin Precedent
Gerogge w bsuh
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| no xnagna lock heer
Wahts the mater wiht yuo wimp's aeny way, yu dont se dikc cehny an me aheving xnaga lokc!
Yuor precndnenbt
Gereog w Bshuu
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| moer music, too be insperied by
As frail hinges
Pivot on a case's door
Commemorative
Souvenirs from
places
Containers change with each occasion
A cellophane
encased
Display of paper
Certificate
To credit years of service
A
tool of central enterprises
The early hope for permanence
The
words, the rings
Consistency
The social security
A miracle is high
tragedy
Thought mistaken for a memory
Clear the dust from smiles
in boxes
Pass a patterned wall, recall their voices
A local
post will list your friends
In order of
Disappearance
The lawn
scattered tns feed birds
A portion baked for absent guests
And
the mass edition icon
God sent comfort
Your salvation
But who grants
absolution
For sins that never were committed?
Tension makes a
tangle of each thought
Becomes an inconvenience
Sound as it never
penetrates
As servile edges break and feint
Thought
mistaken for a memory
A dress length, assassination
A fractured
family tie, another
christening
Christening... christening... christening
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| muisc, too be insperied by
Hey little boy, whatcha got there?
Kind sir, it's a mollusk I've found
Did you find it in the sandy ground?
Does it emulate the ocean's sound?
Yes, I found it on the ground
Emulating the ocean's sound
Bring forth the mollusk, cast unto me
Let's be forever, let forever be free
Hey, little boy, come walk with me
And bring your newfound mollusk along
Does it speaketh of the Trinity
Can it gaze at the sun with its wandering eye?
Yes it speaks of the Trinity
Casting light at the sun with its wandering eye
Bring forth the mollusk, cast unto me
Let's be forever, let forever be free
You see there are three things that spur the mollusk from the sand
The waking of all creatures that live on the land
And with just one faint glance, back into the sea
The mollusk lingers... with its wandering eye
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| 1955
Oooh baby, I hear how you spend night time
Wrapped like candy in a blue, blue neon glow
Fade away and radiate
Oooh baby, watchful lines
Vibrate soft in brainwave time
Silver pictures move so slow
Golden tubes faintly glow
Electric faces seem to merge
Hidden voices mock your words
Fade away and radiate
The beams become my dream
My dream is on the screen
Dusty frames that still arrive
Die in 1955
Fade away and radiate
The beams become my dream
My dream is on the screen
Fade away and radiate
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