In the silent depth of night's embrace,
Where shadows dance with tender grace,
The hours stretch, an endless space,
And time itself seems to slow its pace.
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My turtle Fred, he is not dead. He lives in his shell. When he does die I guess he will smell.
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G Chord, You never make me bored. G Chord, You are better than a Ford. G Chord, You deserve a award.
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Built upon my broken back,
Upon a broken shore.
Stretching out beyond the sea,
And past the open door.
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yo amo mis zapatos
me dan la tristeza
son marrones y manchados
Es posible que los zapatos tuvieran puntos
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Mike Jacobson, He is a great person. He's always been a great friend, He always thinks ahead.
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Did you hear, Did you hear about the Teddy Bear? His hair very fluffy, His nose very stuffy. So I got him some tissues, from then on we never had issues. He knows how to be funny, while he still has money. He gives to the poor, He deserves an award.
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With my truck, I hit a buck. See my truck, You must. My truck, It has some rust. My truck is squatted, and my shoelaces are triple-knotted.
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I am a huge fan of Ramen. I am 46 years old. I got made fun of in school, but I didn't let that stop me, instead, I used it to succeed. I love trucks and cartoons.)
Silent Hours
In the silent depth of night's embrace,
Where shadows dance with tender grace,
The hours stretch, an endless space,
And time itself seems to slow its pace.
The stars above, in quiet array,
Whisper secrets of the Milky Way,
Their light is a guide for those who stray,
In the contemplative play of night's ballet.
The moon, a silent sentinel aloft,
Casts a glow on fields soft,
And in this hour, so still and oft,
The heart speaks truths that are whispered not.
For in the night, our sorrows find reprieve,
In the hushed hours, we silently believe.
GET ER DONE get er done get er done get er done get er done
Don't be a negative Nancy be a positive Polly like me
God always loves you don't think different
Let God be Your Teacher and Your Controller
no one can stop you