Umm no I'm good...I don't want any stalkers but..all I'm saying is I love the color blue!
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hey i am a 16 yearold girl and i want to be a model so bad but my probelm is i weigh 125 and i am 5 4.5...am i too fat and short or do i need to lose weight (link)
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Yeah..I don't think your fat..I'm 13 years old..but everyone that doesn't know who I am think I'm 16. I'm 5.5 in a half..and I weigh 134..but i am losing alittle weight cause I wanna be in shape..and I almost am in shape..but I'm not fat and I'm just like an inch taller than you.. so yeah hope I helped u (: oh and I don't wanna be a model but these people called my mom saying they wanted me to be a model in like a Sears magazine or something then actually become a model later on..(or something like that) me and my mom were both freaking out cause we don't know how they know me or anything but yeah all I'm saying is your not to short and your not to fat to become a model[:
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Okay, so does anyone know name of the poem below:
"Back to back they faced each other, drew their swords and shot each other. A deaf police men heard the noise and came to see the two dead boys."
I'm not sure about the last line. And I don't really know the rest of the poem, but I know it goes on. Does any one know the name? Or at least the rest of the poem? (link)
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hey people[:
The full poem is:
Ladies and Gentlemen, skinny and stout,
I'll tell you a tale I know nothing about;
The Admission is free, so pay at the door,
Now pull up a chair and sit on the floor.
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight;
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other.
A blind man came to watch fair play,
A mute man came to shout "Horray!"
A deaf policeman heard the noise and
Came to stop those two dead boys.
He lived on the corner in the middle of the block,
In a two-story house on a vacant lot;
A man with no legs came walking by,
and kicked the lawman in his thigh.
He crashed through a wall without making a sound,
into a dry creek bed and suddenly drowned;
The long black hearse came to cart him away,
But he ran for his life and is still gone today.
I watched from the corner of the big round table,
The only eyewitness to facts of my fable;
But if you doubt my lies are true,
Just ask the blind man, he saw it too.
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