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Subject: The night before christmas!
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| Bubba Presley |
Muddy Waters
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Twas the night before Christmas,when out in the patch, not a creature was stirring,with all that frozen thatch The drip tape was hung in the garage with care, in hope that spring soon would be here. The melon sisters were all tucked, snug in there beds, with rosettes & plaques dancing in there heads I was on BP rapping with Pap & then settled down for a long winters nap.
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12/23/2011 10:20:40 PM
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| Bubba Presley |
Muddy Waters
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ok add your Verse here
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12/23/2011 10:21:08 PM
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| marley |
Massachusetts
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when out in the patch there rose such a clatter i sprung from my computer to see what was the matter when, what to my wondering eyes should appear 6 woodchucks 7 moles and 8 hungry reindeer! i ran to the garden the scene was intense! next year i promise, to put up a fence!!!
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12/23/2011 11:07:15 PM
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| Bubba Presley |
Muddy Waters
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lol
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12/23/2011 11:16:25 PM
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| pumpkin carver |
Griffith, In
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Their leader was old, but still fiesty and slick. I knew that I had to get rid of them quick. More rapid than vine bores, they looked for my plants. Lucky for me it was winter, so they didn't get the chance!!!! But the slick one screeched out, "remember this place, we'll come back here next summer, we'll make it a race!!!"
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12/24/2011 2:35:09 AM
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| sweet1 |
Mass
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The Halloween snow came down hard twas immense. Oh No! I forgot to remove the hail cover, Boy, was that Dense! It piled up high, without any sound Crushing my structure right to the ground The Christmas Trees are all sold, and its time for a beer Holiday greetings to every one! I'll rebuild in the new year!
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12/24/2011 7:33:41 AM
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| Pumpkin Picker (Orange Only) |
Western PA
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The frost had covered the rye with such glaze with the bright orange moon overhead it looked to be a blaze The pumpkins are rotting ever so slowly although they are so moldy with the reach of my hand I could feel the cold mush far from the feeling of any warm tush The stench arose with such a clatter I thought to myself this could be roadkill badder Away from the patch I flew like a flash tripped over a walking board and landed on my A$# What to my wondering eyes should appear A half frozen bottle of pumpkin ale beer with a little bit of goo on top to make any man sick I knew in a moment I must drink this quick more rapid then eagles my stomach had churned on the way back up man did it burn as I stumbled back to my house I had visions of a slender pumpkin in a tight blouse
Merry Christmas to all, and to all good luck growing in 2012!
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12/24/2011 10:54:20 AM
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| Bubba Presley |
Muddy Waters
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lol
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12/24/2011 1:30:30 PM
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| Richard |
Minnesota
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There's a fat man in a red suite, eating a turkey leg with a goblet of cheer. His are reindeer grazing, eyes twinkling, noses soon to be lighting up the sky. Have I been good bad, will this man bring me my mycrohorizal. Visions of a world record danced in my head, soon to bed, is it just a dream. Like a drunk man trying to walk straight, I could see the red suited fat man cusing, screaming obsenity's at his reindeer. Screaming dash dash dash, faster faster, his drink was getting warm with many more houses to go. On the roof I heard, a drunkin man say, no world record will fit down this chiminey, go back to bed. And off he went.
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12/24/2011 2:17:17 PM
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