Dear Eve

[WickedEve]

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Assuming the "leaving at 18" rule (which might be dangerous) I will be 47...a mere 13 years away. I can picture it now.

Actually, no, I cant picture it at all. I just helped him take his snow pants off.

I have a 5 year-old too. And one who turned 7 in Oct. They're here now beating each other over the head with plastic hammers. They're never leaving.

They're never leaving.

 

[*Catbabe*]

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I have a 5 year-old too. And one who turned 7 in Oct. They're here now beating each other over the head with plastic hammers. They're never leaving.

They're never leaving.

lol mine finished beating each other with crazy carpets and came in for hot chocolate. They are five and eight with another in the middle but she's the peace maker.

 

[WickedEve]

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lol mine finished beating each other with crazy carpets and came in for hot chocolate. They are five and eight with another in the middle but she's the peace maker.

You didn't stop after 2? lol
The 5 year-old just threatened to stick something in the 7 year-old's butt. The 7 y-o is on the floor making pooty threats. Now there's hair pulling. Yes... here it comes. Crying. Well, I'll see ya'll later.

 

[Angeline]

Mine will be to tell them to read Angeline. I would suggest Eve, but then they would need bail money for me.

Check's in the mail.

 

[Angeline]

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He's doing fine, that was about five years ago. He finally grew up a bit. Now he is working in getting the scholarships for college. He starts next year. The older one is a Junior in college.

Both be out of the house (sort of) and I will only be 43....





Of course now someone has taken to really liking little dogs.....

They come back you know. After college they come back. I don't understand that--I couldn't get far away enough fast enough, lol.

 

[flyguy69]

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They come back you know. After college they come back. I don't understand that--I couldn't get far away enough fast enough, lol.

Just like boomerangs. The farther you throw them, the harder they hit the house when they return.

 

[Maria2394]

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That's the Canadian version of the ostrich thing.

Y'all need to stop scaring those of us who still have many teen and pre-teen years ahead ...

dear sweet Catbabe

dont you worry, it is not always a horror. I have 2 daughters, one is 21 the other is 16, and the worst thing my oldest ever did was write "pete hildebrand has a cute butt" on the brick wall at school, in chalk...( she was in the fifth grade)

and my 16 year old, well, she is so good, that in itself scares me more, you know, like she will already be an old prude when she is 25

dont worry, be happy, and Im a sap...merry christmas ya'll

 

[The_Fool]

I do have to admit my older one never really created the trauma or the drama of the younger.


Hmm...I kind of like that line...

 

[Angeline]

I do have to admit my older one never really created the trauma or the drama of the younger.


Hmm...I kind of like that line...

It sounds like the beginning of a sonnet.

 

[*Catbabe*]

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dear sweet Catbabe

dont you worry, it is not always a horror. I have 2 daughters, one is 21 the other is 16, and the worst thing my oldest ever did was write "pete hildebrand has a cute butt" on the brick wall at school, in chalk...( she was in the fifth grade)

and my 16 year old, well, she is so good, that in itself scares me more, you know, like she will already be an old prude when she is 25

dont worry, be happy, and Im a sap...merry christmas ya'll

Merry Christmas to one of my favourite poet chickys, Maria.

I am sure Maria wont mind if I spread the mistletoe all over everyone while I am here...and wish all the poet people Happy Holidays.

 

[The_Fool]

It sounds like the beginning of a sonnet.

You know, at one point, I considered starting my own thread called Iambic Fool. Populating it with Villanelles, Sonnets, etc....

But then the doctor gave me a shot and I was cured.....

And I was never sick enough to consider a sestina thread....

 

[Angeline]

You know, at one point, I considered starting my own thread called Iambic Fool. Populating it with Villanelles, Sonnets, etc....

But then the doctor gave me a shot and I was cured.....

And I was never sick enough to consider a sestina thread....

I know where your sestina is.

(Why does that sound sleazy to me? lol)

Anyway I remember it. You are very good at form poetry. I'm outing you.

 

[The_Fool]

I know where your sestina is.

(Why does that sound sleazy to me? lol)

Anyway I remember it. You are very good at form poetry. I'm outing you.

Ange is getting sleazy, Ange is getting sleazy.....

Spoken with a singsong voice


Ange, go write a really naughty filthy dirty sleazy villanelle.

I quadruple dog dare you.....

 

[Angeline]

Ange is getting sleazy, Ange is getting sleazy.....

Spoken with a singsong voice


Ange, go write a really naughty filthy dirty sleazy villanelle.

I quadruple dog dare you.....

Lemme check my files. I think I have one.

you know I'm not kidding either, right?

 

[The_Fool]

Lemme check my files. I think I have one.

you know I'm not kidding either, right?

If it doesn't make you blush when you read it to yourself, it's not naughty enough...

 

[Angeline]

If it doesn't make you blush when you read it to yourself, it's not naughty enough...

Well, none of those are vilanelles, damnit. How about a nice dirty sonnet? I could write one of those right quick....

But it won't be graphic. I sound stupid to me when I write that way. Oh wait, I know! It's not a form poem, but, here ya go.

The locomotive energy
collecting in the staging ground
parallel to thighs
is geometrically triangulated
and being so gives rise
to a silky corporeality
that accrues incrementally
with functional liquidity,

which
digitally or otherwise
exacerbated
and particularly
thermodynamically
applied
with fricative forces
by both gravity
and stimulated load
catalyzes neural-firing
and in essence
I
explode.

 

[The_Fool]

Well, none of those are vilanelles, damnit. How about a nice dirty sonnet? I could write one of those right quick....

But it won't be graphic. I sound stupid to me when I write that way. Oh wait, I know! It's not a form poem, but, here ya go.

The locomotive energy
collecting in the staging ground
parallel to thighs
is geometrically triangulated
and being so gives rise
to a silky corporeality
that accrues incrementally
with functional liquidity,

which
digitally or otherwise
exacerbated
and particularly
thermodynamically
applied
with fricative forces
by both gravity
and stimulated load
catalyzes neural-firing
and in essence
I
explode.

It's a start....

 

[Angeline]

It's a start....

You are so mean.

 

[The_Fool]

You are so mean.

The poem is excellent.

By your standards incredibly erotic.

It merely lacks that sense of.....nasty.

True filthy naughtiness that makes one cringe and say "oh....my."

Ask Disposa. She understands...

 

[Angeline]

The poem is excellent.

By your standards incredibly erotic.

It merely lacks that sense of.....nasty.

True filthy naughtiness that makes one cringe and say "oh....my."

Ask Disposa. She understands...