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    It probably means nothing by Arletta

    There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold
    And, she is standing there, inside my mirror
    She glitters, but, her arse is made purely of lead
    There are two paths, only two paths, as is…

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    The Texas Song by Arletta

    I like ‘em big, dumb and sexist Lord, let him be from Texas
    Gotta ride ‘em cowboy Get along little dogie
    Slap leather til your hide goes raw

    I like ‘em fat, oily, and sassy Yelling yeehah…

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    Hello Connor by Arletta

    Hello Conor

    I let my sister read your letter; only because I was trying to explain to her about something you said, and I don’t remember what now, and I found that at least one of us was com…

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    To Conor With Love by Arletta

    Subject : Feb 10 2003 Conal
    Date : Tue, 25 Mar 2003 11:23:48 -0900
    Here’s a wee poem I wrote this morning after talking to you and . .well, it was inspired by your lovely friend, his …

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    Dear Mr. Carlew by Arletta

    Dear Mr Carlew:
    Hello Conor!
    Yo, babsy, how’s it?
    Oh beautiful and enlightened being, wayfarer through destiny, I beseech thee to read these words and here my inner struggle with mercy:

    T…

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    Dear Connor (2 28 ) by Arletta

    Hello You

    I would be responding to, and hopefully helping out with, your lovely songs, dearest Conor, except I lost your let… errr … Except .. hmmmm ..

    You know how people are suppos…

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    We by Arletta

    We , I am sure, have all been in a situation wherein a certain look has passed between ourselves and another person, or perhaps we have said something to them, and there we were secure in the b…

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    There was a time .. by Arletta

    .. when she was knee high to a grasshopper, shooting up like a beansprout, all sugar and spice and everything nice, when she believed the world was rife with those things later found to be no m…

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    It is said ... by Arletta

    It is said, before you can know a man, you must walk a mile in his shoes
    I say, before you can judge a man’s religion you must slip off your shoes, and enter in .. to his house, to his temple,…

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    From this to this: 9-2-2009 Tango story by Arletta

    FROM THIS:

    Can you help this please??? We need to put our "spin" on it!

    Jennifer Carnes
    San Manuel Miner
    Copper Basin News
    Superior Sun
    Nugget
    "Things will go as they will and there’…

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    redbubble by Arletta

    "My video":http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iolx7csgebE

    which, due to YouTube being the way it is, must be listened to with this song by Oasis: "Live Forever":http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Z…

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    Blind Love by Arletta

    I’m in love with a blind man

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    Newspaper article - all my own by Arletta

    Tafoya article 3 – 25- 2009

    Onofre, Mother Magma, and Other Family

    This is an article more for those who as of yet have not had the pleasure of Onofre Tafoya’s company, in public or in p…

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    From this to this: preschool by Arletta

    From this:

    LOBITO’S PRESCHOOL CHILD FIND

    Screening and registration for children who will be
    four years of age by September 1, 2009.

    Date: Tuesday, August 11th, 2009

    Times: 8…

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    Last Night ... by Arletta

    "Ill have no Jim Carrey children." I told her.

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    From this to this: Girl Scouts by Arletta

    .. to think of their bodies as something other than places to drape clothes and jewelry?

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    So, she ... by Arletta

    She had considered killing him. A quick karate chop right in the middle of his forehead, which would split brain and skull in two, she imagined, would do the trick nicely.

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    Let's All Play The Weasel Game by Arletta

    For posts come with guarantee
    Of most plausible deniability

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    Lightsmith Elegy by Arletta

    The blue of mist and frost hung over all, like a shroud
    A very fitting tribute, to this oh so stillsome crowd
    Branches stretched out, bare and dead, did their part
    To mimic dead seeds sown w…

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    SMAC 4th Of July Celebration Article (from this to this) by Arletta

    From this:

    to this:

    Soc SMAC 4 22 2009

    SMAC Sparks Off Sparkling 4t…

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