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Rosamund Browne: MAGPIE TALES 104

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Sunday, 12 February 2012. With a painted expression. Of absolute bliss,. She lay back on the. But later she wished Seb. Would just move his hand,. As her armpit was. 12 February 2012 at 12:13. I just wish i could write an amusing poem like yours.just once.i always seem to see the dark! 12 February 2012 at 12:25. Hehe that she is concerned with the armpit of all things def gave me a chuckle. 12 February 2012 at 13:05. Ah yes, reality is never as romantic! 12 February 2012 at 13:24. My pleasure, Jinksy.

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Rosamund Browne: MAGPIE TALES 106

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Sunday, 26 February 2012. DREAMS OF BUYING SOUP. I wonder now, soup. Does one eat it or drink it? Peculiar thought, but. I so often think it. Does one eat it like food? Does one drink it like squash? Am I crouching or kneeling,. Or shrunk in the wash? 26 February 2012 at 07:18. Hahai like the enjoyable turn in the last question.i think you could do both.with the soup.smiles. 26 February 2012 at 11:41. 26 February 2012 at 13:15. 26 February 2012 at 18:37. 27 February 2012 at 04:45. Clever, short and fun!

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Rosamund Browne: September 2008

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Thursday, 18 September 2008. I'm happy but I'm sad. I rather cut myself off on my first effort. This is the first time I've blogged so I suppose I'm going to make silly mistakes. Anyway, what I. To say when I was so rudely interrupted by my own stupidity was, that it is better to be sad in a place where you're happy, if you catch my drift. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Daughters and their Mum. Im happy but Im sad. Lyington, Hampshire, United Kingdom. View my complete profile.

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Rosamund Browne: February 2012

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Sunday, 26 February 2012. DREAMS OF BUYING SOUP. I wonder now, soup. Does one eat it or drink it? Peculiar thought, but. I so often think it. Does one eat it like food? Does one drink it like squash? Am I crouching or kneeling,. Or shrunk in the wash? Wednesday, 22 February 2012. Violet, purple and neon green,. Orange and very dark blue,. I can sing a phone box,. Sing a phone box,. And a cycle too. Apologies to “The Rainbow Song”,. But this one was difficult. Sunday, 12 February 2012. Of absolute bliss,.

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Rosamund Browne: October 2011

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Friday, 28 October 2011. I had to pass her, Mrs. B;. She would keep making eyes at me,. Her nineteenth test, she couldn’t drive,. But she was “eating me alive.”. Those mini skirts, revealing thighs. Up to and beyond her eyes. Couldn’t see where she was going,. Blond fringe ever over flowing,. And, ah, me, that seductive smile,. As we zigzagged every mile,. Three point turn in twenty four,. Couldn’t take it any more. So I lost my head and passed her,. Hoping to avoid disaster. Thursday, 20 October 2011.

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Rosamund Browne: November 2011

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Friday, 25 November 2011. I WISH IT WOULD TELL ME WHY. Now GOOGLE'S joined in the fun, and won't let me go to some blogs, which is a shame, particularly as I was invited, only this morning to "pop by" by someone who had been very complimentary about my latest Magpie effort, and I wanted to see his, comment on it and thank him. Can anyone out there please elighten me. I'd love to know why this happens. Wednesday, 23 November 2011. 8220;Have you been eating garlic? Asked the young man on the bed,. And crac...

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Rosamund Browne: March 2012

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Tuesday, 6 March 2012. He painted my portrait, did Paul,. Did my pride take a fall! I’ve either changed sex,. Or I need some new specs. 8216;Coz it doesn’t look like me at all. Monday, 5 March 2012. He painted my portrait, did Paul,. Did my pride take a fall! I’ve either changed sex,. Or I need some new specs. 8216;Coz it doesn’t look like me at all. Sorry, I couldn't save the picture.). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Daughters and their Mum. Magpie 107  He painted my portrait, didPaul, And .

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Rosamund Browne: January 2012

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Sunday, 29 January 2012. Red spot, God wot ,. But why not green? A kid could do this,. The kid looked up. 8220;I did it all…. Except the Doily.”. Thursday, 26 January 2012. ADVERTISING, OR WHAT? 8220;White Company” or “Jo Malone? Black- ribboned, folded, stark, alone. Her nakedness and lank black locks. Would look much posher in a box. Monday, 16 January 2012. The only thing to do is sleep,. The cold cuts like a knife,. But little “things” keep waking me,. To give the kiss of life. We might even mean.

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Rosamund Browne: MAGPIE TALES 105

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Wednesday, 22 February 2012. Violet, purple and neon green,. Orange and very dark blue,. I can sing a phone box,. Sing a phone box,. And a cycle too. Apologies to “The Rainbow Song”,. But this one was difficult. Ha ha, i like the idea of singing something into being! Like the Aborigines do in Australia. 26 February 2012 at 05:07. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My Daughters and their Mum. Lyington, Hampshire, United Kingdom. View my complete profile. Twenty Mysteries, Twenty Sonnets".

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Rosamund Browne: September 2011

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Monday, 5 September 2011. A "GIVE ME A TOPIC" POEM. Here's the topic a follower suggested I might like to write a poem about. If you have any ideas, do pass them my way. Want some tat from New York,. 8220;A Present From Broadway”, or some such bad taste,. Or even a French champagne cork. Wot, no sombrero? No “kiss-me-quick” hat? No rude seaside postcard, oh, shame! No interesting pong from the duty free shop? Now, that’s really not playing the game. No t-shirt from Blackpool! I’m so deeply hurt,.