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04/05/2008 01:18:54 PM · #26 |
Still learning...these are hard...tips welcome :-) |
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04/05/2008 11:44:32 PM · #27 |
 Tiny bubbles on the shoreline. |
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04/06/2008 12:26:35 AM · #28 |
I have stood inside this prison
I have touched its stony walls
I know before you try to run
You gotta learn to crawl
I tried to leave it all behind me
I drove all night just to drive all day
But the walls of this prison still surround me
And I can't break away
Playing catch up. Spent the day today at Eastern State Prison, got out early for good behaviour! It was a DPC GTG and I really enjoyed the experience.
Message edited by author 2008-04-06 00:27:21. |
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04/06/2008 02:46:54 PM · #29 |
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04/06/2008 03:55:53 PM · #30 |
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04/06/2008 07:07:23 PM · #31 |
I apologize for being so far behind in commenting already...I'll catch up, it's just that these little buggers take quite a while... |
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04/06/2008 08:07:03 PM · #32 |
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04/06/2008 10:16:56 PM · #33 |
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04/07/2008 08:51:42 AM · #34 |
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04/07/2008 03:24:26 PM · #36 |
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04/07/2008 04:36:19 PM · #37 |
The Raggle Taggle Gypsy
There were three gypsies a come to my door
And downstairs ran this lady, O!
One sang high and another sang low
And the other sang bonny, bonny, Biscay, O!
Then she pulled off her silk finished gown
And put on hose of leather, O!
The ragged, ragged, rags about our door
She's gone with the raggle taggle gypsies, O!
It was late last night, when my lord came home
Enquiring for his a-lady, O!
The servants said, on every hand
She's gone with the raggle taggle gypsies, O!
O saddle to me my milk-white steed
Go and fetch me my pony, O!
That I may ride and seek my bride
Who is gone with the raggle taggle gypsies, O!
O he rode high and he rode low
He rode through woods and copses too
Until he came to an open field
And there he espied his a-lady, O!
What makes you leave your house and land?
What makes you leave your money, O?
What makes you leave your new wedded lord?
To go with the raggle taggle gypsies, O!
What care I for my house and my land?
What care I for my money, O?
What care I for my new wedded lord?
I'm off with the raggle taggle gypsies, O!
Last night you slept on a goose-feather bed
With the sheet turned down so bravely, O!
And to-night you'll sleep in a cold open field
Along with the raggle taggle gypsies, O!
What care I for a goose-feather bed?
With the sheet turned down so bravely, O!
For to-night I shall sleep in a cold open field
Along with the raggle taggle gypsies, O! |
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04/08/2008 09:03:43 AM · #38 |
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04/10/2008 12:20:48 PM · #42 |
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04/10/2008 02:24:15 PM · #43 |
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04/10/2008 02:27:38 PM · #44 |
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04/11/2008 09:03:07 AM · #46 |
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04/11/2008 10:18:24 AM · #47 |
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04/11/2008 06:08:19 PM · #48 |
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04/12/2008 12:31:19 AM · #49 |
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04/12/2008 08:01:56 AM · #50 |
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