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WafflesSmiling, as the spears sink into your
Flesh.
The excitement. The joy.
The pleasure.
Slowly, I slice through you
So slowly, so painfully.
The rush. The power.
The satisfaction.
And then, suddenly
As if a demand from demons had told me to do it…
I raise the fork to my mouth and take a bite.
Waffles.
FETE DES (im)PERES - FATHER'S DAYSi t'avais choisi un caveau on aurait pu trinquer à l'ombre -
toujours à faire ton malin

If you would have chosen a vault instead, we could have had a toast in the shade...
- you've always been such a smartass
bees and sticks (retarded poem)birds and bones might brake my stones :D
but im braking yours with a magical fag phone(wtf)
because violets r blu and roses r red
we r doin it backwards, thats wat she said
Amy's Baking Company: Not Endorsed by SantaOn Saturday, I decided to sate my curiosity,
drive the half hour over to Scottsdale to gawk:
Amy's Baking Company, closed
after their distasteful run-in with Ramsey.

I was alternating between giggles and voyeuristic glee
at the closed sign hanging smugly in the window,
when up pulled a late model family van,
off-white and inconspicuous.

The driver's eyes twinkled, his cheeks were rosy,
as he leaned towards the passenger side and said:
"They deserved everything they get, and I'm Santa,"
he chuckled, "well, at Christmastime."
Ciasto (piosenkowiersz)Dlaczegóżby nie walnąć się
ciastem centralnie
w czubek głowy
nie patrząc na to
że ser wyszedł z magazynu
bekon, bekon powiadam
nie wiem, dlaczego
nie mam kapelusza na głowie
to przecież ciasto
ale przecież ziemniaki
są ważniejsze niż twój nos
kupiłabym go na zapiekance
gdyby nie fakt, że tekturowe pudło
nie przechadza się po parku
bez melonika
eem (piosenkowiersz)Ciastusio leży na stole
i Kalinka
i Sosieńka
i Kasieńka
i Pasztecik
i Julcia
ABSOLUTNE
NIC A NIC
nie poszłaby do Adasia
a ja siedzę na suficie
a jednak obok niego
i mam wrażenie, że to nie jest pedoflila
bo przecież tylko 10 lat różnicy
w wadze kaktusa i kartki
chleby
Niebieskie Lizaki
tosty
niech żyją
ku chwale Tostowej Pani
Papryki
Ciastka
Kredki
Bo czemu by nie. 
Sweet Chocolate'sPink, White, Red, and booo!
It's all a joke to me plus you
equals boring!

Now that i'm snoring
In a dream with bears have red noses
and cupid colored roses.
Were there are heart cakes that make you fat.
Now you only living with a cat.
All your lovey-dovey kissy huggy just makes me
SICK!

It's to take your money.
IT'S ALL A BIG TRICK!
But the only thing I want to get
is the boxes full of sweet chocolate.
The Pee DanceLean to the right,
Lean to the left,
Then repeat,
But faster.
Use your muscles,
Hold it in,
Do not let it out.
Quickly get up,
And tighten your thighs,
Cross your legs,
And wait.
This is the Pee Dance,
Learn it well,
It will save you,
Many atimes.
If you've reach your destination,
It feels like heaven,
Once that happens,
You know you've succeded.
Congratulations,
On completing the Pee Dance.
Promienie (piosenkowiersz)You just bought some PROMIENIE
And taught them to fly
like an octopus
or a cube
and then you just poszłaś po makaron
żeby oznajmić
że that's why my cutiemark is upside down
my head is backwards
and julcianiekochaadasia bo jest głupi
i that's how promienie
and that's why you shouldn't put masło on your head .3.
Occis, mort.Silence assourdissant, froid brûlant, obscures clartés...
J'ai déjà vécu ça.
Je vais mourir encore une fois.
FIOLEE,CAP 14 UNA LUCHA A MUERTEFIOLEE,CAP 14 UNA LUCHA A MUERTE

Jeje disculpen que este capitulo sea tan corto pero ya saben que siempre dejo las cosas en suspenso…en fin…espero que lo disfruten

Marshall lee: te lo dije-en ese momento fionna sonrió y con su mano libre le dio un golpe en el estómago, el se lo tocaba del dolor que sentía mientras la soltaba y daba algunos pasos hacia atrás-im-posible-en ese momento fionna corrió hacia el de nuevo y los dos cayeron al suelo los expectadores quedaron atónitos sin decir ni una palabra con la boca abierta mientras fionna lo miraba enojada con la estaca apuntado a su yugul
CostplayThey don't get it, really.
They find it quite silly.
Erasing yourself in a mirror,
becoming just what you appear.
Time and again you explain,
yet every time They act with disdain.
They name-call and shout,
missing what it's all about.
It's all in good fun,
no matter if it's rain or sun.
Costplay is not a weird fetish.
(although it can be a little cult-ish)
Na biurku (piosenkowiersz)Zapadła cisza, w której
słychać tylko pokasłujące ziemniaki
Lyra padła na pysk
chwaląc wafelki
które są dobre
bo tak i już
pingwin i szczotka
strepsils się opala
grosiki jadą na wycieczkę
łódką z kapelusza
Goly plot Sini (piosenkowiersz)Śińa ma goły płot
wiszą na nim garnki
i bekon
i suszone głowy
bo po co komu czekolada
kiedy płot nie służy do jedzenia
z masełkiem i wisienką
ale gdyby miał chociaż jedną skarpetkę
mógłby spaść w przepaść
i najeśc sie do woli
grzybów, które także jedzą nas. 
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Sould

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If eyes are windows to the soul,
Look away
If only for a moment.
My soul isn't dressed yet.
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Half humourous poem.
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~Ghrey Jan 11, 2008  Student Writer
Souls are terrible things to dress.
They're so chunky and full of themselves.
Nice piece!
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~FatKat Jan 12, 2008
Hee hee hee.
My soul may be anorexic.
:P
:heart:
Thank you very much.
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~Ghrey Jan 13, 2008  Student Writer
What, yours is malnourished? That's a pity.
From all the hype people give their souls one would expect something amazing to happen when one dies.
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~iAes Dec 8, 2007  Hobbyist General Artist
Hilarious/striking. Very good!
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~FatKat Dec 12, 2007
Thank you.
(Your signature gives me the giggles)
I didn't think that anyone would actually like it.
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~iAes Dec 14, 2007  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you! I'm glad it makes you laugh. :3

It was good!
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~Mattiello Dec 7, 2007  Professional Writer
lol. quite good.
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~FatKat Dec 12, 2007
Hardly.
I wrote it on the spot.

I'm glad it was entertaining.
:heart:
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~Mattiello Dec 24, 2007  Professional Writer
oh wow. 'twas very good!
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~FatKat Jan 2, 2008
No, no, no.
Just silliness.
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