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 Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 10:38 am
Who's definitely out to get ya.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 10:39 am
Stamp your feet like a leprechaun.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 10:41 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 10:46 am
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:09 pm
I am going to do a poem that I love:
The Cremation of Sam McGee, by Robert W. Service
ps...I have 2373 gold!!
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:10 pm
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:11 pm
By the men who moil for gold;
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:11 pm
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:12 pm
That would make your blood run cold;
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:13 pm
The Northen Lights have seen queer sights,
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:14 pm
But the queerest they ever did see
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:17 pm
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:18 pm
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:19 pm
Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
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Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 8:20 pm
Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows.
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