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merry christmas to all at JC, dont want to mention names cos im bound to miss someone lol ……………. cheers all !!!! xxxxxxxx

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one of santa’s elves defleaing you as there is a shortage of good quality fleas to put into the dogs and the cats of aristocracy’s christmas stockings……….

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@toybulldog wrote:

oh yeah you already put up the title . . . . . ooops

blame it on my Dog Problems lol

i’m lovin this group!!!!

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@toybulldog wrote:

@cath 55 wrote:

The ships that sail towards the west
The largest guard the treasure chest
The water never harms the mast
It’s the clouds that fool the sun to set

liking that very much…..

What’s the song cath ?

here ya go toy x http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JEf3Up8Ublw

[cath 55]

Sister, there were people who went to sleep last night, poor and rich and white and black, but they will never wake again. And those dead folks would give anything at all for just five minutes of this weather or ten minutes of plowing. So you watch yourself about complaining. What you’re supposed to do when you don’t like a thing is change it. If you can’t change it, change the way you think about it.

Maya Angelou, (Quoting Her Grandmother)

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bowl of oranges , bright eyes

The rain, it started tapping on the window near my bed. There was a loophole in my dreaming,
so I got out of it. And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open.
Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been.
So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets.
But everything seemed different and completely new to me.
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body.
And each person I encountered, I couldn’t wait to meet.
I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health.
I said “{I am terribly sorry but} there is nothing I can do for you
{that} you can’t do for yourself.”
He said “Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help.”
So I sat with him a while and then I asked him how he felt.
He said, “I think I’m cured. No, in fact, I’m sure.
Thank you Stranger, for your therapeutic smile.”
So that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone.
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don’t help and you can’t compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I’m singing…
Baby don’t worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,
I’m gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can’t, if it just hurts too bad,
then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company
through those days so long and black.
And we’ll keep working on the problem we know we’ll never solve
Of Love’s uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole.
But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall.
Then I think we would see the beauty.
Then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges,
like a story told by the fault lines and the soil.

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does your cat have a moustache , the format

want it all
Even the raindrops won’t fall in my way
I’m parting the seas
I’m setting the standard for living a dream
By staying awake
And counting the days
I’m falling in love by the side of the road

Mrs. Math do you always count to thirteen?
Holding sunsets
Voting on pieces of string
Wishy-wash, tabletop, one, two, three
Does your cat have a mustache?
Does it remind you of me?

I want it all
Even for me the autumn leaves stay green
And all of the clams that is holding your hand
Could never, ever take the place all like me
But now forget the time
It’s a crime
That the pearl
Of a girl
Has been waiting to be set free…

Mrs. Math do you always count to thirteen?
Holding sunsets
Voting on pieces of string
Wishy-wash, tabletop, one, two, three
Well, does your cat have a mustache?
Does it remind you of your cat with a mustache?
Does it remind you of…

The ships that sail towards the west
The largest guard the treasure chest
The water never harms the mast
It’s the clouds that fool the sun to set

One, two, three four!

(The ships that sail towards the west
The largest guard the treasure chest
The water never harms the mast
It’s the clouds that fool the sun to set)

Cover your eyes
Try and walk a straight line
I dare you, the darkness is robbing us blind
And although I can’t see your heart
I can still hear it beat from your breast
It’s like a lighthouse
It’s like a lighthouse

I’m gonna find you
I’m gonna find you
I’m gonna find you
I’m gonna find you
All right

I’m gonna find you
I’m gonna find you
I’m gonna find you
I’m gonna find you

I’m gonna find you

[cath 55]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wuSj6sPHIQ a little light reggae, ub 40 n robert palmer

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lol @ gawping, havent heard that saying since me mum was alive x

[cath 55]

The Script – The Man Who Can’t Be Moved Lyrics

going back to the corner,
where i first saw you
gonna camp in my sleeping bag,
I’m not gonna move
got some words on cardboard
got your picture in my head
saying: if you see this girl can you tell her were i am
some try to hand me money
they don’t understand
I’m not broke I’m just a broken hearted man
i no it makes no sense
what else can i do
and how can i move on
when I’m still in love with you

cos if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
were on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you’d come back here
to the place that we’d meet
and you’d see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I’m not moving
I’m not moving

police man says son you cant stay here
i say someone I’m waiting for if its a day a month or year
got to stand my ground
even if it rains or snows
if she changes her mind
this is the first place she will go

cos if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
were on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you’d come back here
to the place that we’d meet
and you’d see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I’m not moving
I’m not moving
I’m not moving

people talk about the guy
that’s waiting in on a girl
woooaa wooo
and i no who’s in his shoes
put a big hole in his world
ooooo
maybe ill get famous for the man who cant be moved
and maybe you wont mean to but you’ll see me on the news
and you’d come running to the corner
cos you’ll know its just for you
I’m the man who cant be moved
I’m the man who cant be moved

cos if one day you wake up
and find that your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder
were on this earth i could be
thinking maybe you’d come back here
to the place that we’d meet
and you’d see me waiting for you
on the corner of the street
so I’m not moving
I’m not moving
I’m not moving
I’m not moving

going back to the corner were i first saw you
gonna camp in my sleeping bag and I’m not gonna move

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