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About Meor, (AM)™
This mind took its own hike,
Too long ago.
Where it alit, nobody knows,
But know, buddy-nose:
Lots of earth rests 'neath my chin,
So breathe deep, take it all in!
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Category Archives: Humor
Really it would behoove me to write more, but I do not want to be behooved, nor would I wish to be hooved — though I may in fact be that way, having hidden my ability safely within these undeniable … Continue reading
The following is taken from an e-mail received recently, sent by what I’m calling my personal Best Example of what it means to be True and Real as any kind of friend (like as in forever) who thinks she is … Continue reading
I’d think almost everybody has “played footsie” at some time or another; it’s where your foot and someone else’s foot have bumped into one another — these feet of ours which we own since they belong to us are not … Continue reading