and its also when i think of her
does she sit and think of me?
or does life pull her into its greedy clutches
filling her days, stealing her nights
posted by archer @ 7:06 AM
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I am going to resume where I left off after coming to the rather inescapable conclusion that I cannot be something other than what I am. As Popeye said 'I yam what I yam.' So as fair warning I will preface all further comments with the following: If you are thin skinned please move on as there are bound to be some minor items that may offend some. If however, you feel that you can stand a little colour and are less than singularily predisposed, you may well find a bit of humour within. For those of you who cannot, I apologize in advance, not just for the blog's contents but for the reduction in overall enjoyment of life that you have placed upon yourself. Thank you for staying and I hope you will enjoy. A.
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