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2.3.10

plums tree treat

it's that time again,
where I come out and laugh again,
where I come out and smell the roses,
when I come out and take the new spring air
plum tree treats
written Melissa @ 4:23 PM

7 comments:

  1. Grant-Grey GudaMarch 2, 2010 at 5:02 PM

    Truly wonderful poem! I would be truly honored if you gave your poetic advice on my blogs of poetry and follow them.

    http://thehumanicana.blogspot.com/

    http://humanicanagold.blogspot.com/

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  2. NoeChillMarch 6, 2010 at 8:40 PM

    It wouldn't work? Seriously? Why not?

    I thought for sure it would..

    Not that I'd try, of course.

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  3. MelissaMarch 7, 2010 at 1:20 PM

    I think it had to do something with the teeth being recognized as the victims because they were not burned to ashes.

    But I think the main fault the muderers had was a witness. :O

    So be careful

    If you were ever to try, atleast. Lol.

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  4. NoeChillMarch 7, 2010 at 6:26 PM

    Ah right, the teeth. I 'member that now.

    I heard of a body that was found once but the dude had pulled all the teeth out and cut off the fingers so they had a hard time identifying the body.

    So.. problem solved, lol.

    And witnesses can be dealt with.

    Again, not that I would try, of course.

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  5. MelissaMarch 7, 2010 at 8:46 PM

    Yes, of course.

    This conversation is creeping me out, just to be honest.

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  6. NoeChillMarch 8, 2010 at 6:17 AM

    Lol, I had already finished. Sorry.

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  7. Aya SmithMarch 26, 2010 at 7:13 PM

    This is such a beautiful photo, you look gorgeous :) That tree is amazing!!

    Love,
    Aya ( Strawberry Koi Blog )

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sweet comments.

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