July 31, 2011

True Friendship

  Are you tired of those sissy ‘friendship’ poems that always sound good, But never actually come close to reality? Well, behold below a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship. No cutesy little smiley faces on this card- Just the stone cold truth of our great friendship. 1. When you are sad — I will jump on the person who made you sad like a spider monkey jacked up on mountain dew. 2. When you are blue — I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you. 3. When you smile — I will know you are plotting something that I must be involved in. 4. When you are scared — I will rag on you about it every chance I get. 5. When you are worried — I will tell you horrible stories about how much Worse it could be until you quit whining. 6. When you are confused — I will use little words. 7. When you are sick — Stay away from me until you are well Again. I don’t want whatever you have. 8. When you fall — I will point and laugh at your clumsy butt. 9. This is my oath…. I pledge it to the end. ”Why?” you may ask. by Mark Alan Keyser Lily I found this poem and wanted to share it ”Because…you are my friend”.
April 11, 2011

Purple Shoes

I love it when this guy calls me he is such a prissy sissy but no one knows this in his personal life.He calls and wants these assignments that i have him to do and he so enjoys this.Well the other day he calls and we chat for awhile then i ask him now what am i going to do with you this time lol he says i don’t know what do you have in mine. Now needless to say i thought of this because he does love being a little sissy and figured some humilation to play into this also would be fun.So i had him to go and purchase a pair of purple flats and he was to wear them the next day all day to work now gets this he walks most of the time to and from work and lunch and wears this very expensive business suit.Then he was to send me a pic of his cute little shoes. Lorraine
February 7, 2011

The Cat and the Moon

The cat went here and there and the moon spun round like a top, and the nearest kin of the moon, the creeping cat, looked up. Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon, for, wander and wail as he would, the pure cold light in the sky troubled his animal blood. Minnaloushe runs in the grass lifting his delicate feet. Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance? When two close kindred meet, what better than call a dance? Maybe the moon may learn, tired of that courtly fashion, a new dance turn Minnaloushe creeps through the grass from moonlit place to place, the sacred moon overhead has taken a new phase. Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils will pass from change to change, and that from round to crescent, from crescent to round they range? Minnaloushe creeps through the grass alone, important and wise, and lifts to the changing moon his changing eyes. William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) Lorraine
December 13, 2010

Christmas Time

Its Christmas Time everyone and i am not ready for it again.Have to get some of these babies to come and help me shop.Think you would like that little ones Mommy really needs a hand at doing this. We can do the shopping then get something to eat but first baby will have to bundle up really good because it is really cold outside.So lets grab our coats hats and mittens and scarfs. Mommy does have the tree up and decorated though just needs some pretty packages underneath the tree and thats where you my babies will come thru for me. Mommy Lorraine
August 23, 2010

Treehuggers

Children of the fragile forest gather around Where bird song seems to be the loudest sound A place called Summer, green as you could please A place where we all proudly hug the trees. Hug trees for the walnuts and sweet apples For the shade above small country chapels For giving squirrel and crow a place to live For the priceless gift of oxygen they give. Follow your feet across a woodland floor Beneath the tall and ancient sycamore Under redwood, under tall blue pine Come with me and form an endless line. Join the boy whose name is simply ME Take your turn and hug a mighty tree A wish we cast upon an August breeze A dream to cross the seven sacred seas. Release it now, just like a big balloon… A prayer to reach the mountains of the moon To citizens of Earth alas we say Go find yourself a tree to hug today! And if a grownup says Don’t be a fool! Or Is that what they’re teaching you in school Just find this poem and read this simple rhyme It’s cool to HUG a TREE from time to time! Children this is how the world can be Making Earth plan A and not plan B Wear Change! Share Change! Sing Change! Bring Change And start by hugging a tree! Lily
August 12, 2010

My little Bitch!

My newest little fuck whore is always ready to please, Baby Sirena is quit the obiedinet little pet. She is always dressed up like the slut she is, well padded with her multiple diapers and ready to be my fuck slave! I fuck her little pussy Hard! She loves to scream for me, and of course I make her Beg for it! She keeps her Mommy Cali cumming all night, she knows just how to use that tounge on my sweet pussy and I love giving her the ultimate facial! Cali 1 888 430 2010
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