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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: November 2005

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Wednesday, November 30, 2005. VIRGINS ON THE VERGE. When an Arab dies and goes to that holiest of holes in the sky he expects a welcoming committee of vibrant virgins on fire and filled with desire to satisfy his urges instantly. He's greeted instead by scores of whores, street walkers and smut talkers to do his bidding and they ain't kidding. Posted by Ed Weiland at 9:54 AM. When darkness rules ...

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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: January 2006

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Tuesday, January 31, 2006. ABOUT SHOES AND SHIRTS. I have an old pair of shoes. Thy are well worn and torn. My toes push through. There are holes in the soles and the heels are beyond repair, but I don't care. They fit and that's about the size of it. As long as the last lasts they're the last shoes I'll ever buy. Posted by Ed Weiland at 10:48 AM. Sunday, January 29, 2006. This writing, as you wi...

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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: March 2006

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Friday, March 31, 2006. IS THERE TRUTH IN BIBLICAL FANTASY? Are we caught in a world conspiracy that's based on Biblical fantasy that says angels fly invisibly in our midst and insist the Apocalypse is near and when it comes the world will disappear. The true believers are quite sincere and are convinced the end will come this year. I do not believe in angels, ghosts or devils or any spirits or a...

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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: October 2005

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Monday, October 31, 2005. RHYMES ABOUT THE SNEERING SLIME. DUBYA, DUBYA, once a comer, now a dumber, prone to slumber while the voters do a number on his wrecked plumbing down while this clown still wears a crown as the self-declared King of Ding-a-ling. No doubt this Texas horse's ass should get out. This "dirty wurd" can't pass the mustard. Posted by Ed Weiland at 1:14 PM. ABOUT THOSE WHO DOUBT.

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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: September 2005

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Thursday, September 29, 2005. IS DUBYA DUMB OR DAFT? IT'S ALL ABOUT THE DRAFT. Considering what's happening in Iraq, it's enough to send a sane man back to the couch of his shrink to rethink what he thinks he thought and what he got from Intelligence that ain't even as smart as this falling down clown upstart? There's a lot of what-ifs, like civil wars or maybe Iran has plans. Syria and Korea...

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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: April 2005

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Thursday, April 28, 2005. IT ALL STARTED WITH A SNEEZE. Most addicts are erratic when it comes to their obsession to a certain drug or food and sometimes when in a hostile mood they will succumb, no matter what might come, to the addiction despite the friction it will cause in their life. Well, this is about a sailor who resisted what his brain insisted: "You don't need it! ALONE WITH HER DIAL TO...

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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: December 2005

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Thursday, December 29, 2005. MY ROOM OF LIFE AND DEATH. This is the room I as born in, the room where I surely will die. The walls are huge sponges of sorrow. They've soaked up my every soft cry, They know who I've loved and I've lost here. They know my degenerate ways. This is the room of my sleeping. The room of my nights and my days. I leaped from the arms of a mother who wrapped me in warmth ...

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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: June 2005

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Wednesday, June 29, 2005. IT CAN'T BE DONE! Throughout the Bush's four years-PLUS, the Trail of Tears impeachment talk has been evident and vehement but so what! Nobody seems to give a damn. Election scam. The murder of our Uncle Sam. The sneer from ear to ear of the Great I Am. It's forge ahead with Gorgeous George into a bottomless gorge from which there's no escape. I went to the funeral of th...

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wegads -- Ed Weiland's Blog: July 2005

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Wegads - Ed Weiland's Blog. A unique style of poetry, with rhymes within rhymes within rhymes, updated daily. Friday, July 29, 2005. A DAY TO REMEMBER. It was on a tour, the kind I'm sure you're familiar with, aboard an outdated, dilapidated train, passing through a plain, uninspired terrain in Italy, as look-alike as a Kansas countryside. Just another boring ride. Finally the train came to a screeching stop. It was time for our scheduled lunch. I had a hunch if the tour was bad, of course, the f...The s...