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My favorite Poem
An angel by ~ snicker281
Alone in a dark room,
she sits apon the floor;
Wings folded around her,
eyes cast towards the door.
Music begins to play
As she rises from the ground.
She is herself,
With no impuritys to be found.
She dances like a swan
With every move she makes;
Slowly dancing,
stepping without any mistakes.
The music dances with her
As she swirls around the room;
Her spirit and eyes
Shining brighter then the moon.
The black dress
Is draped around her delecate waist,
Her almond hair with ribbons
so intricatly laced.
The mirror beside her
Reflects a porcaline figurine,
Happily frolicking,
And releasing all her pain.
The music drifts slowly,
Dissolving into the background.
Growing quieter and quieter
Until you cant hear a sound.
With her white angelic wings spread
And reaching for the sun,
Her arms down at her side,
Her dance is done.
Keeping ur condoms =P
True story, I was happy. My girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married. My parents helped us in every way, my friends encouraged me, and my girlfriend? She was a dream! There was only one thing bothering me, very much indeed, and that one thing was her younger sister.
My prospective sister-in-law was twenty years of age, wore tight mini skirts and low cut blouses. She would regularly bend down when near me and I got many a pleasant view of her underwear. It had to be deliberate. She never did it when she was near anyone else. One day little sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived. She whispered to me that soon I was to be married, and she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome and didn't really want to overcome. She told me that she wanted to make love to me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister.
I was in total shock and couldn't say a word. She said, "I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want to go ahead with it just come up and get me." I was stunned. I was frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled down her panties and threw them down the stairs at me. I stood there for a moment, then turned and went straight to the front door. I opened the door and stepped out of the house. I walked straight towards my car. My future father-in-law was standing outside. With tears in his eyes he hugged me and said, "We are very happy that you have passed our little test. We couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family.
"The moral of this story is: Always keep your condoms in your car."