Bri Edwards


Keep Me From Backsliding (With Fingers) ..... [good hygiene/grooming? ; personal; VERY SHORT; limerick; a little humor? ]


It once was my unsightly habit
to gnaw skin near my nails like rabbit.
Fingers look better now;
use fewer band aids. Wow!
If hand to mouth I raise, please grab it.

(February 2006)

Submitted: Wednesday, January 22, 2014

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it is true. now i just cut my fingers with various hand saws while doing little 'projects' around the house. i don't dare use a power saw! :)

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  • Cassandra Jasmine (1/22/2014 9:28:00 PM)

    Hey ole Bri!
    Long time no ''see''.
    Anyways, if you're indicating that you have the habit of biting your nails, you're not the only one!
    Short, and, as always, silly as can be. Unlike my hyperactive sister, I have the sense to glue myself to my chair!
    Cassie (Report) Reply

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