Like it says. Anything you like. This one's my current fav.
[FONT size=4]Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)[/FONT] We Wear the Mask W[FONT size=-2]E[/FONT] wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask. We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
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Burning Daylight
Dawn breaks, promises of sun
I've finished my chores, the day has begun.
Coffee tastes good, like a tonic I guess
I'll take only a moment to post on DS. (//forums/richedit/smileys/Happy/12.gif)
by P.C.
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LOL. Good one, Ms. PC.
[H1][FONT color=#990099 size=+1 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]I Am My Own Grandpa[/FONT][/H1] [FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]Many, many years ago
When I was twenty-three
I got married to a widow
Pretty as could be. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]This widow had a grow-up daughter
With flowing hair of red.
My father fell in love with her,
And soon the two were wed. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
Now my daughter was my mother,
For she was my father's wife. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]To complicate the matters worse,
Although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]My little baby then became
A brother-in-law to dad.
And so became my uncle,
Though it made me very sad. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]For if he was my uncle,
Then that also made him brother
To the widow's grown-up daughter
Who, of course, was my step-mother. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]Father's wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson,
For he was my daughter's son. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
She's my grandma, too. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]If my wife is my grandmother,
Then I am her grandchild.
And every time I think of it,
It simply drives me wild. [/FONT]
[FONT color=#990099 size=2 face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]For now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw,
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa! [/FONT]
[FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"][FONT color=#990099 size=2]Copyright; [FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"]- Unknown (Checking Out)[/FONT][/FONT][/FONT]