tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22330334469538319212024-02-20T20:05:06.160-07:00The Kisser of FrogsPoems, stories, and such
about good and bad luck
in a crazy, mixed up world
from the perspective of a frog kissing girl...The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-16277623756347215522019-03-17T13:24:00.000-06:002019-03-17T13:24:47.585-06:00You Could...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">After you left I asked you to look back</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">& see that maybe, just maybe...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">you over-reacted</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You actually said yes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">but that there was "nothing you could do about it"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Well here's what you "could have done"...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have apologized</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">after you realized</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">that we could have worked it out</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have looked me in the eyes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have admitted the truth</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">the truth that you let someone come between us</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have been honest</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have meant what you always said</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have taken the time to process your thoughts</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have loved me the way that I deserve</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have seen the depths of my love</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have treasured every moment</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have made time</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have chased your dreams, with me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have been open</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have been fearless</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have been a leader</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have committed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have embraced change</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could have stayed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Am I going to hear from you in the future like I have the others?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">In 6 weeks are you going to call?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">In 3 months are you going to write?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">In 15 years are you going to try to make it right?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">You could... </span><br />
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-62574815461148303102019-03-17T13:12:00.000-06:002019-03-17T13:12:03.512-06:00Feels<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>I hate when I feel this way...</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>When I feel like calling</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>When I feel like crying</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>When I feel like I'm dying </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>from a broken heart</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>No. Hell no. Not tomorrow, not today</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>My heart still works...</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>No one broke shit!</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>This is just part of the ride</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>I'll only be here for a bit</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>I'll get over you</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>I'll get over it</i></span></div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-55962966527607129562019-03-17T13:08:00.003-06:002019-03-17T13:08:40.931-06:00How I Love You<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I love you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">You're strong, capable, & smart.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I accept you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Your scars make you who you are.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">A shining star.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In my eyes... you are perfect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Your heart so generous.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Your laugh contagious.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">How I love you... How I love you.</span></div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-62716824828714246842019-03-17T13:05:00.000-06:002019-03-17T13:05:05.254-06:00Moments<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I've experienced the most profound</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>the most beautiful</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>the most meaningful</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>moments</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>but I cannot repeat them</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Not that I don't want to... I do!</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>They're just un-explainable</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I can feel them</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>racing through my veins</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>awakening every cell</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>in my entire being</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>but I cannot share them</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Not that I don't want to... I do!</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>they're just in-express-able </i></span><br />
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-68289743167837880272019-03-17T12:57:00.000-06:002019-03-17T12:57:23.312-06:00(no title)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">it was so cold </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">& empty</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">when you left me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">with a frozen heart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">with a broken heart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">with a confused mind</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">& too much time</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to reflect</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">i felt like a reject</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">like i didn't matter</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">like you never cared</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">& wishing my heart could have been spared</span></div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-84078926929541039602019-03-12T19:23:00.000-06:002019-03-12T19:23:15.483-06:00(no title)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">we were lost in translation</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">with opposite definitions</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">of dedication</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">with opposite means of transportation</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">to get to new destinations</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">so we disappeared into oblivion, forever lost</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">at least to each other</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">& it still hurts to remember</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">to face the facts</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that you've never looked back</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">with regret </span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that I'm gone</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">& that's wrong</span></div>
<div class="gmail_default" style="color: #741b47;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">at least to me</span></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
</div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-75098987223332730592015-01-02T16:54:00.000-07:002015-01-02T16:54:29.886-07:00Once & For Fucking All <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once & for fucking all I'm letting<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>go of the past</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I'm making friend-ships and love-ships guaranteed <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>to last</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The negative voice in my head?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I killed her - she's dead! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">No more "I can't-s" - <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No more fear</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Just more love - that's what I want to hear</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I'm abundant and strong</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">No matter where I go, I belong! </span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So haters beware - watch me fly</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I've got the world at my fingertips and a gleam in my eye</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I did what I did, now I'll do what I do</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span> </div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">To prove to myself... to make it true </span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So I say... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once & for fucking all, it's over! I'm done! </span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Today is the start.... I've overcome</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">They said I couldn't</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">They said I wouldn't</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Yet I did, I'm here</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">and once & <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for
fucking all my path is clear! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once & <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>for fucking
all I will be on top!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Once & for fucking all I will never stop! </span></div>
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-46790523981281245672014-11-21T19:35:00.000-07:002014-11-21T19:35:30.967-07:00love, divine<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Good morning, my love</div>
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You’re a gift from above</div>
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Ya must’ve fallen straight from the sky</div>
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& into my life</div>
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but see the whole time….</div>
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I was searching the earth for you</div>
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Made a million wishes on stars and moons</div>
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But now, my heart, I let it lead me</div>
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And I know that’s how you came to be</div>
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<br /></div>
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You’re perfectly</div>
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My center of gravity</div>
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You were drawn to me</div>
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By possibilities</div>
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<br /></div>
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Was waiting for you</div>
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Made changes for you</div>
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So I could greet you</div>
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With an open heart</div>
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& open arms</div>
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And now you’re mine.</div>
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My love, divine</div>
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<br /></div>
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You’re mine you’re mine you’re mine…my love, divine</div>
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<br /></div>
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Hey there my love</div>
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My answered prayer from above</div>
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You’re a dream no more</div>
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Somehow…I knew I’d adore</div>
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Every single piece of you…from head to toe</div>
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So I thought I’d let you know</div>
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I’m completely into you</div>
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I just want the best for you</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Became a reality</div>
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From my fantasy</div>
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Our love’s meant to be</div>
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And now you’re mine you’re mine you’re mine!</div>
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My love, divine</div>
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You’re mine you’re mine you’re mine… My love, divine</div>
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<br /></div>
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(Someday I'll read this to you in person...)</div>
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-12187192708896533862014-06-05T10:37:00.002-06:002014-06-05T10:37:12.615-06:00selfish<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">maybe i am selfish<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">don't ask me my
wish<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">maybe i'm rude<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">so stop testing
me, dude</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>i live in a bubble<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>i live on my own<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> if the world's in a rubble<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>i don't even know</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">so what if i
daydream?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">so what if i'm
mean?<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">who cares if i
only think about me?<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">it's high time i
started<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">& quit actin'
retarded<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i'll make my dream
come true<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i'm better than
you.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i'm quick with the
words, they come without thought<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">what do you do
again? it seems i forgot</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i'm stubborn and
shallow, too fast on the draw<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i didn't know you
had feelings at all</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i'm not
interested, i know you can tell<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">besides, i really
don't know you that well</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i don't have a
minute</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">to be up in it</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i'm consumed with
things<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">though i may pull
your strings...<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">i want you to know</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">
i am selfish.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">no, i don't
remember<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">that time last
september<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">our anniversary?<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">that's news to me</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">has it been that
long?<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">wow, two years
have gone....<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>i live in a bubble<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> i live on my own<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> if the world's in a rubble<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> i don't even know</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS";"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> i am selfish<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-83436456498576059322014-05-07T16:10:00.000-06:002014-05-07T16:10:16.242-06:00tender hands<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">don't
remind me<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">about
the time we<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">only
met at night...<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">we
had to meet <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">down
the street<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">to
talk by dashboard light<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">forget
the place<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">you
touched my face<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">&
stared into my eyes...<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">played
our song<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">all
night long<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">gave
in to compromise<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">if I
remember<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">your
hands so tender<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">or
your breath <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">against
my flesh<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">my
senses will fade<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">from
the love we made<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">my senses
will fade</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">my senses will fade<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">let's
not recall<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">the
time that fall<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">you
carried me on your back...<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">rolled
up our sleeves<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">played
in the leaves<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">committed
to the fact<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">don't
let me say<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">how
you had your way<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">&
made my heart skip beats...<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">your
body & mine<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">intertwined<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">&
we surrendered to the heat<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">let's
pretend<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">there's
no rules to bend<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">let's deal with what's to be<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">don't
hesitate<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">it's
much too late<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">I
refuse to believe....<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">that your breath<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">against my flesh<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">makes me
remember<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">your hands so tender<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">my
senses will fade<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">from the love we made<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">your hands so
tender<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;">I don't want to
remember.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Segoe Print"; font-size: 8pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 8pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-52362644347642714472014-05-07T13:08:00.000-06:002014-05-07T13:08:08.012-06:00Who's to say? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Who’s to say…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">that I can’t be loud?</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">draw a
crowd </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">‘cuz I’m proud </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">‘cuz I stand on my own </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">or that I’m accident prone</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">
things happen for reasons </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">so I change with the seasons.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Who’s to say…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">That I haven’t won </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">by being on
the run </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">or having a ton </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">of fun </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">happy years-they last <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">they’re not all in the past </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">more to come </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">even when I come </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">undone</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">bouncing back </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">is only the 2<sup>nd</sup> act </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">in this play </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">and on this
stage.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.4pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Who’s to say…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">I can’t be bitter </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">but see, I
ain’t a quitter </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">I’m pushin’ on-followin’ my heart</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">ending one thing-to start
</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">something new-a new part </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">building my castle </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">without any hassles.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">So, who’s to say…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">I don’t have everything I
desire?</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">that I’m fire </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">repellent-there’s nothing to burn </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">except my ass till
I take my turn?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-45060676564795689462014-04-22T11:29:00.000-06:002014-04-22T11:30:00.700-06:00DMFT <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I know I am the self proclaimed Kisser of Frogs. I get it. It's
been this way for years. (Almost 11 if you are counting.) Maybe I did something
wrong in a past life that put me in this position. I've been on hundreds of
dates/outings/meetings. I've suffered through some of the worst interactions a
person can suffer through. I've been kissed by gray teeth. I've been used for
sex - sex so awful that I'd been forced to cry out.. "Are you fucking
kidding me?! That's all you've got?!" I've been stalked, harassed, & <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>followed. I've filed police reports. I've been
blown off, stood up, disrespected. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I've
taken one for the team time and time again, but I am over it! Do you hear me??
OVER. IT.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I'd like to know... how is it that nearly EVERY immature, douche-baggy,
idiotic, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>jobless, car-less piece of shit
I have ever "dated" is now in a relationship?! How is this even
possible? To be straight, NO, I was not/am not interested in these fools,
BUT.... What the fuck!? It makes zero sense to me! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Here I stand with an amazing career, a place to call home, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>more love to offer than the average person... yet
I am SINGLE. Single! Like not even close to being in ANY type of ANYthing with
ANYone! For fuck's sake, I cannot even score a decent date! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I could sit here and list all the amazing qualities I have
but if you know me, you already know what they are. Not trying to be conceited
or anything, but I got it going on! So how is it that I am constantly
over-looked when it comes to relationships?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Sure sure, I know.. I should be counting my blessings. That
not all relationships are perfect. That I am probably luckier than I even know
because I have the ultimate freedom. I don't take this for granted. Trust me. I
know full well how fortunate I am to be free from any and all drama associated
with partnerships. But that does not answer my question: HOW are the men (boys
in most cases) I've met/dated scored the very thing I crave when they are as
close to imperfection as they come?! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I've often wondered this very thing. I've often thought
about it, talked about it, wrote about it. And I am STILL at a loss. Does
anyone know? Is this karmic retribution? What the fuck did I ever do that was
that bad? I've paid my debts to the Universe ten-fold! I survived more abuse,
more neglect, more negativity than I can even describe; at the cost of my own
self, I'll have you know! Yet I still came out on the other side bitter-less.
(Unless you count this rant, which by the way, I am fully entitled to!) I took
all necessary steps to ensure that I was healed before bringing someone else
into my life. I worked my ass off at that! So where the hell is my reward? Why
are the morons that jump from one bad relationship to the next while being a
fraction of a person the ones who have won? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I want to win, dammit! It's my fucking turn, Universe. I can
no longer take this sitting down! I'm pissed, and rightfully so! Yes, I am
really pissed. Yes, as soon as I get this out of my system I will probably be
just fine. But for today, for now, for this very moment I would like to give a
big, huge double-middle-finger-tribute to every lame sucker I've ever met and
the Universe in which this was allowed to happen. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Double. Middle. Finger. Tribute.</span></div>
<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">DMFT!!!! </span></div>
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-47855522802001860092014-03-20T20:01:00.000-06:002014-03-20T20:01:28.246-06:00sadness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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it's the kind of sadness </div>
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that paralyzes your soul</div>
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it's the waiting & hoping & praying</div>
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& there's absolutely no</div>
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cure.</div>
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not an instant one, anyway</div>
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so now what?</div>
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resume a life full of laughs?</div>
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ya can't really get much better than that..</div>
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but ... this sadness</div>
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it's so deep</div>
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it consumes entire beings</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
this sadness is terrifying</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
life changing</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
living in the unknown</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
feeling alone</div>
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& the only thing that you DO know</div>
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is that it hurts real bad</div>
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so so bad</div>
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and that just makes the sadness</div>
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that much more sad</div>
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<br /></div>
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-86644753862235786902014-02-26T08:35:00.000-07:002014-02-26T08:35:54.807-07:00I LOVE YOU<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: medium;">A letter to myself in an empty book<br />Just asks why<br />I can’t get by<br />I don’t need your approval <br />To conquer removal<br />With the wave of my hand<br />I’ll do what I can<br /><br />It’s funny you say<br />No one will love me the way<br />That you do<br />I hope that’s true.<br /><br />I think I’ve lost you for good<br />But if there’s a chance... We could?<br />Well, no, that won’t do<br />I’m trying to break away from you<br />So why call each other up?<br />And continue to discuss?<br />It’s just…..<br /><br />I can’t release this hold on you<br />No matter what we’re going thru<br />I’ll fall from grace, but I’ll admit it’s true<br />I love you! I love you! I LOVE YOU !<br /><br />I see thru water <br />Every time I bother<br />With actions that hurt me<br />And bruise me so perfectly.<br /><br />It’s funny you say<br />No one will love me the way<br />That you do<br />I hope that’s true.<br /><br /> </span> </div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-5314205701973904552014-02-13T20:15:00.000-07:002014-02-13T20:15:11.101-07:00Valentine Box<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I think Valentines Day is a crock of shit! I will proudly admit to being bitter, so there is no need for you to wonder. I fucking hate the day. The roses, the candies, the barf-inducing, sappy cards. Of course I've had many memorable V-days... It's just that they are memorable in the wrong ways. <br />
<br />
My first real boyfriend showered me with flowers. He gave me the biggest teddy-bear I'd ever seen. I was thrilled! Thrilled 'til I learned that he had stole it. All of it. Like straight out of a store in the middle of the night. Nice, huh?<br />
<br />
My next boyfriend did not celebrate anything. Not a birthday, not Christmas.. and of course not Valentines Day. That is... until he did. I walked into my job to find a huge basket filled with stuffed animals & chocolates topped with a huge balloon. (Think mini-hot air balloon.) I was shocked! Surprised! Excited! Until he admitted that he, too, had used his 5-finger discount. Seriously?! More stolen shit? This was years after I received the other "hot" goods. Different time, different man... same lame result.<br />
<br />
After 5 years with boyfriend B, I moved away to start a new life. He was not happy with that choice. Not at all. He told me I ruined his life by making that choice. He told me that I was stupid for making that choice. He "promised" that he was the only one that would EVER love me... So by making that choice we broke up. We broke up for about 48 hours. (Funny thing about choices, huh? If only I would have made another...) <br />
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A year and a half into our long-distance relationship Valentines Day came out to play. This time I worked in a bank. I was a professional in a professional environment. I was in the lunch room when I got a frantic call from the front line. I was needed in the lobby. Immediately. When I got there I saw 5 co-workers standing in a circle; they were all staring at a huge box. <br />
<br />
The box was addressed to me. The box was big enough to hold a person; or two.<br />
The box had drawings, obviously done by a child, on one side. (To be honest it looked a little sadistic.) The box's three other sides were plastered with ads from a department store. What department? Oh... the underwear one. Like no shit: bras, panties, nighties... Horrified me and my pal pushed the box into a side office. Everyone gathered around. They wanted to see what was inside! <br />
<br />
Embarrassingly, the box gets opened. One helium filled balloon floated out slowly; it was attached to 2 limp ones. There were brightly colored sweat suits covering a home bath spa, some candy, a card with no envelope, and several photos; photos that I had when I moved away from him. (They were missing when I un-packed.) Stolen things yet again. W.T.F.<br />
<br />
The card had writing in it. A poem. A real intimate one describing sexual acts and expressing feelings. It was not signed... nor was it written by him. It was in cursive, female handwriting; that of my former bff that was now living with him. (That's a whole other story.. maybe I'll tell you later.)<br />
<br />
I was furious! How tacky is this fucking box?! I ran back to the break room to make a call. It went something like this:<br />
Me: What the fuck is with this box?!?!!?<br />
Him: What do you mean?<br />
Me: Are you fucking serious right now with the naked women on the outside of it and the card and...<br />
Him: Shut the fuck up you ungrateful bitch! I spent $50 to have that shipped so you would get it today! You're such a fucking bitch! You don't appreciate shit!<br />
CLICK - He hung up.<br />
<br />
I didn't know what to do with myself. When I got home that night I was still embarrassed, still pissed off. I took pen to paper (my natural outlet for angst) and wrote my own poem. I few days later we finally talked and I read it to him. He didn't like it. <br />
<br />
Yes. This was years ago. Ten years ago to be exact. Have I celebrated Valentines Day since? Sure.. I've had dinners with my friends, etc. But no memory, no amount of friends or fun can erase what this "holiday" means to me. In short, it means jack shit! Sorry if that offends you romantics. But to my fellow cynics I'd like to say: Cheers! Keep on hatin' I am right beside you!<br />
<br />
Here's the poem I wrote... I can't believe he hated it.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">Valentine Box</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 10pt;"><u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> I could almost be paranoid enough<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> To think you’re trying to kill me.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">A gift for my bath that plugs into the wall?<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">Knowin’ water & ‘lectricity don’t mesh at all.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">The chocolate to eat could be ten years old.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">It’s hard as a rock and covered in mold.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">The balloons filled with poison air?<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">Two deflated inside there!<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">A poem to make my heart beat with love.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">I could almost be paranoid enough………….<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">My heart attacks with anger<u></u><u></u></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">It’s the worst k i n d o f p a i n u h!<u></u><u></u></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> I think you’re trying to kill me.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> You should know by now, that gifts ain’t shit<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> A personal touch makes loneliness quit.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> A thought wrapped in intimacy<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> That’s the kind of present I need.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> I don’t need a reminder<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> That you lay down beside her.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">My body attacks with anger<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">It’s t h e wo r st k ind of pa i n U H!<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">I think you’re trying to kill me.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Papyrus; font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">I don’t know you.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">From the way you wrapped it up, to what you put inside.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">I’m so confused <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">I stumble through... wondering<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> I don’t trust you.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">From the way you wrapped it up, to what you put inside.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">I am a question mark....left pondering<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> I don’t believe you.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">From the way you wrapped it up, to what you put inside.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">You’ve overstepped your boundary<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">I know you're trying to kill me<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;"> <u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 10pt;">(c) 2003<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-69490684957697234302014-02-06T19:02:00.001-07:002014-02-06T19:02:06.100-07:00my rap <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Mi amor?<br />
I don’t adore <br />
you more than before<br />
see, I ain’t a whore <br />
but I like to score <br />
then I’m out tha door<br />
don’t really know myself anymore<br />
<br />
what I’ve become <br />
from <br />
what I’ve done <br />
dam I had fun<br />
but I’m tha one <br />
to be on tha run <br />
<br />
believe this shit <br />
I give what I get <br />
figure it out yet?<br />
I’m a sure bet<br />
come throw it down <br />
I’ll keep ya around <br />
remember my sound<br />
drifting onto your grounds<br />
<br />
I don’t drink from half tha glass <br />
top mine off, do it fast<br />
I want tha feeling to last<br />
I’ll giggle <br />
just a little <br />
mess up a riddle<br />
tha rumble in my tummy <br />
made me kinda chubby<br />
swallowed most of tha world<br />
tryin’ to be a girl <br />
that posses it all<br />
goin’ thru changes<br />
despite what my age is <br />
curiosity’s contagious<br />
<br />
payday-ha! what a joke <br />
I’m still broke<br />
gone before I make it <br />
bill collectors take it<br />
be happy? well I fake it<br />
my ass? I’d like to shake it<br />
bills are cake? believe I bake it<br />
<br />
step to tha front <br />
smoke a blunt <br />
get what I want<br />
change my font<br />
I’ll print tha words<br />
not in cursive, ya heard?<br />
am I disturbed <br />
or just perturbed <br />
‘bout tha dollas I burn?<br />
<br />
maybe I’m pissed<br />
last one on tha list<br />
do you want to kiss <br />
my ass or my fist?<br />
am I dreamin’? Just pinch<br />
my cheek and let me know <br />
if you can keep up with my flow<br />
I think tha answer might be no<br />
so dude, just let it go<br />
<br />
I'll put a mirror on tha ceiling <br />
to bring out freaky feelings<br />
but I don’t just have flings<br />
I make ‘em jump thru rings<br />
I’m tha one to rock tha boat <br />
leave u drownin’ in a mote<br />
with no remote <br />
to watch TV <br />
or a floor to get on your knees<br />
to beg me to stop <br />
I’m over tha top <br />
bet you’d like it a lot<br />
<br />
I’m supa dupa like missy <br />
kinda fun kinda prissy<br />
I am just who I am <br />
a sassy chic with an alternate plan<br />
took my first breath on the fifth of December <br />
came out bravin’ tha winter <br />
inhaled the ice <br />
on the first day o’ my life<br />
became the sweet, sexy me <br />
lasting longer than eternity</span><br /></div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-24500256042665805472014-02-03T18:52:00.000-07:002014-02-03T18:52:37.326-07:00tippy toes (2002)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #993366; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #993366; font-size: xx-small;">why be married and cheat<br />
turn your back around & creep<br />
think he’ll turn the other cheek<br />
& forget that you’re a freak<br />
no one’s stuck<br />
you still have luck<br />
don’t give me that shit<br />
quit yankin’ on dick<br />
<br />
I’ll never understand<br />
how you come home to a man<br />
that you can barely stand <br />
& lie all you can<br />
you walked down an aisle<br />
now you’re swimming in denial<br />
you’ll get caught after while<br />
'cuz that shit goes outta style<br />
<br />
I won’t pat you on the head<br />
smile at everything you said<br />
but I’ll write it out with lead<br />
let you READ my word instead<br />
<br />
you no-good fuckin’ hoes<br />
that walk around on tippy toes<br />
I’ll put you into rows<br />
and in your face I’ll throw<br />
just a simple phrase<br />
‘bout life these days<br />
the ultimate price to pay<br />
a four-letter word called AIDS<br />
if you opened your eyes<br />
quit pretending you are blind<br />
maybe you would see<br />
this world full of disease<br />
<br />
you’re adding to the list <br />
all the people that you kiss<br />
you subject yourself to this<br />
you have no right to be pissed<br />
when it blows up in your face<br />
& your life becomes replaced<br />
with a past you can’t erase<br />
you wasted all that cash<br />
on a love that didn’t last<br />
you jumped at the chance<br />
to go out and run the streets<br />
and try to be discreet<br />
but you got weights on your feet<br />
you’re starting to slow<br />
got nowhere to go<br />
& now you know<br />
<br />
that being a no-good fuckin’ hoe <br />
that walks around on tippy toes<br />
will be among those<br />
that no one wants to touch<br />
there’s no one left to love<br />
you just ran out of luck<br />
<br />
</span><br /></span><br /></div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-64447350329106910802014-01-15T19:49:00.000-07:002014-01-16T13:45:32.126-07:00let go<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
it's not the walking away <br>
it's the letting go<br>
it's the time that moves too slow<br>
it's the constant reminders<br>
that bind us<br>
that blind us<br>
so...<br>
just let go<br>
<br>
it all sounds so easy<br>
let the invisible pain float away on a wing and a prayer<br>
can you see it there it goes...<br>
but wait who are you praying to<br>
the unseen source<br>
your very own version of a god<br>
because we all have to believe in something to get anything<br>
and to believe you have to be open<br>
and to be open you have to be free<br>
and only when you are free can you <br>
let go.<br>
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so just do it<br>
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The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-12399039674607057482014-01-09T18:23:00.000-07:002014-01-09T18:23:38.957-07:00dirty girl <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Drive-thru is open till 5 am<br />
I know cuz', that’s when I roll in<br />
takin' off my clothes on the way up the stairs <br />
reach my room-down to underwear<br />
when the moment reaches, I envision you<br />
as dim as the light, you see me too.<br />
your head looks like a milk dud, so now I’m craving chocolate<br />
your finger like a lollipop, I just want to suck it<br />
<br />
I’m a dirty girl <br />
I'll rock your world <br />
you’ll know for sure <br />
when your toes curl<br />
I'll bite your lip <br />
if we’re hip to hip <br />
when we’re cheek to cheek <br />
our bodies speak<br />
<br />
A’ lil suck here & a ‘lil suck there<br />
a ‘lil lickin’ downstairs<br />
quench my thirst<br />
you ain’t my first<br />
suck my toes<br />
kiss my nose<br />
nibble on my earlobes<br />
you’ll make me explode<br />
touch my feet<br />
tell that I’m pretty<br />
yell a’loud, it’s just you & me<br />
I wanna be your teacher<br />
learn you a lesson<br />
play hide & seek<br />
and keep you guessin’<br />
got tricks up my shirt<br />
as you look up my skirt<br />
no one will get hurt<br />
just get to work<br />
<br />
hit it from the back<br />
can you see my cat?<br />
where the pillow at?<br />
this is tit for tat<br />
lay on your back<br />
take down your pants<br />
no, wait… let me do that<br />
I’ll taste the wand<br />
your time’s begun<br />
this is lots of fun<br />
& I’m not a nun<br />
I’m a dirty girl <br />
I’ll rock your world<br />
<br />
it’s so wet & tight<br />
do it all night<br />
you picked it right<br />
being here tonight<br />
make me blush<br />
ain't gotta rush<br />
I like this stuff<br />
can’t get enough<br />
<br />
shut the door<br />
give me more<br />
get on the floor<br />
it’s what I’ve waited for<br />
keep my stare<br />
pull my hair<br />
I don’t care<br />
if you touch me there<br />
say my name<br />
let’s play a game<br />
don’t be tame<br />
do it again<br />
flip me over, do it sideways<br />
have it your way<br />
<br />
underneath <br />
our bodies speak<br />
when we’re cheek to cheek<br />
<br />
what nothing’s will you whisper?<br />
how softly will you kiss her?<br />
will you swell with pride?<br />
it’s getting hard to hide<br />
the lingering scent<br />
and the taste of my sweat<br />
my feet hang off the bed<br />
my toes are painted red<br />
remember what I said…<br />
<br />
I’m a dirty girl<br />
I’ll rock your world<br />
you’ll know for sure <br />
when your toes curl<br />
I’ll bite your lip <br />
if we’re hip to hip<br />
when we’re cheek to cheek<br />
our bodies speak<br />
<br />
I’m a dirty girl<br />
<br />
(c)2002 </span><br /></div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-88954848598744161832013-12-17T18:13:00.000-07:002013-12-17T18:13:25.531-07:00blondes have more fun?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
the bling bling<br />
of my ring<br />
stung his eyes<br />
to his surprise<br />
he fell<br />
under my spell<br />
yet he lives to tell<br />
a story of love<br />
that’s more than enough<br />
for anyone<br />
blondes have more fun<br />
<br />
anyway, back to the tale<br />
he was in the county jail<br />
no hopes for bail<br />
he sat & thought<br />
’bout life a lot<br />
his kids & family<br />
started feelin’ manly<br />
wanted a change<br />
there I was one day<br />
to lift up his frown<br />
he was always around<br />
sprung on my style<br />
fascinated by my smile<br />
so we moved on in<br />
& that’s where the happiness ends<br />
<br />
blondes have more fun?<br />
no not me-he was on the run<br />
on the go<br />
so, no<br />
this blonde paid the tolls<br />
paid the price<br />
to live that life<br />
but now I’m done<br />
how do blondes have more fun?<br />
<br />
it started with lies<br />
where he was each night<br />
stayin' out past midnight<br />
while I made his kids mine<br />
became a parent to two girls<br />
changed my whole world<br />
quit my job to stay<br />
home & play<br />
with everyone’s kids<br />
that’s all I did<br />
smokin’ the weed<br />
givin’ into the greed<br />
that surrounded me<br />
inhaled the white<br />
almost every night<br />
never relaxed<br />
he use to ask<br />
why'd I throw up all night<br />
"it’s the beer, alright?"<br />
"I drank way too much"<br />
he bought that stuff<br />
he bought my lies<br />
then charged me for the demise<br />
of that love so sweet<br />
by degrading me<br />
callin’ me a whore<br />
wonderin' if I loved him anymore<br />
treating me as if I walked on fours<br />
am I the same as our dog?<br />
as dumb as a log?<br />
his shit was thicker than fog<br />
clouded my vision<br />
with his evil mission<br />
so the answer is NO, I’m done!<br />
how do blondes have more fun?<br />
<br />
his hate sunk in <br />
now I’ll never win<br />
this race<br />
he left me with a bitter taste<br />
one of sickness & pain<br />
I’ll never be the same<br />
my innocence?-stripped!<br />
button my lips <br />
shut & locked<br />
my instincts?-blocked!<br />
steal my breath<br />
this is the end of beth<br />
let the darkness suffocate<br />
no reviving-it’s too late<br />
I can see the gate<br />
of Heaven, and I DESERVE IT!<br />
for living thru it<br />
hell on earth<br />
am I the first<br />
to lose my life in the game of love?<br />
<br />
how do blondes have more fun?</div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-11149049380753299592013-12-17T17:52:00.000-07:002013-12-17T17:52:36.802-07:00Go<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: small;">...As I lay here, eyes still closed<br />
I feel your breath on my lips<br />
You came to me last night in a dream<br />
But didn’t leave…<br />
You told them I was the one <br />
I was distant & cold... how can I believe you?<br />
But I put my head on your shoulder<br />
As you pulled me closer…<br />
<br />
Eyes open. I can’t see you<br />
But I feel you laying here<br />
I hear your heartbeat…feel your soul<br />
My tears, they fall… And I want you to go<br />
Take the memory of us when you leave<br />
Take your scent with you too<br />
Can’t bear to recall the feel of your chest<br />
I can smell you as I dress<br />
Every song I hear is ours<br />
<br />
You came to me last night in a dream<br />
But didn’t leave...</span></span> </div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-30998971558801565802013-12-16T20:50:00.000-07:002013-12-16T20:50:49.305-07:00what perk?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Today I read on Facebook that a guy I met online (and saw once) is engaged. Granted, we did not click in any way, nor was he even close to being my type... but really?! <br />
<br />
My best friend of 13 years is also engaged. I am stoked for her, but she has spent our entire friendship trying to convince me that no one is meant to be monogamous. So... really?!<br />
<br />
I have one sister who is twice married & divorced, another that is still married. I have friends that have been married two or more times! Really?!<br />
<br />
I've never even been engaged. Hell I've never even had a relationship based on REAL love! Fuck, let's face it... I can't even get a DATE!!! Yet here all these people are... doing what I want to do. Getting what I want. Wearing pretty rings and shit.<br />
<br />
Will it ever happen for me? Any of it?<br />
<br />
Who's going to sit in a rocking chair with me and reminisce about how gas only cost us $3 per gallon 'back in the day'?<br />
Who will push my wheelchair, comb my long grey hair, and trim my old toe nails? Who's gonna pick out my urn and tell stories about me? Won't I get the senior discount at the early bird special with my sweetheart? Won't I have the door held for me as I pass thru with my walker?<br />
<br />
Won't I get any of those perks??<br />
<br />
Will I ever have an anniversary? Certainly not a silver one.. or a gold. What about paper? <br />
<br />
This is bullshit! This is a conspiracy, I just know it. I'm being Punked, right?!! Candid Camera? The Twilight Zone??<br />
<br />
I'm over this. Totally over it! So fuck it! I'm going to go put my hair in pigtails, dance around my house naked eating chocolate listening to Taylor Swift.<br />
<br />
I suppose that's the perk of being single...<br />
</div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-33304893006610771572013-12-15T14:20:00.000-07:002013-12-15T14:20:45.997-07:00some days, some times<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
some days I'm in a great mood<br />
some times I can't fake it<br />
it's better to spare the grief <br />
than share my stupid belief<br />
that my life sucks<br />
'cuz it doesn't<br />
<br />
some days my mind will run<br />
& trip & fall & run again<br />
some times it hurts<br />
some days I let myself down<br />
& put myself down, & frown<br />
& scowl & whine<br />
but some days, some times<br />
<br />
I dream. I fly. I try.<br />
I reach. I grin. I win.<br />
& when I win & grin & reach <br />
& try & fly, I dream!<br />
& dreaming... <br />
dreaming helps me get by<br />
some days, some times</div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-37597192012952878962013-12-04T21:35:00.001-07:002013-12-04T21:35:18.129-07:00Hello, forty something...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
On this, the eve of my 41st birthday, I sit here with a smile on my face. I'm surprised at this. I was, after all, miserable all day long. <br />
<br />
Why? I seemed to be taking this harder than when I turned 40. Turns out... that shit was a breeze! <br />
<br />
I thought maybe it was because I am a getting older. But then I realized I am just getting better.<br />
<br />
I thought that maybe it was because I have never been married nor have I given birth to a child. But then I noticed how free I am.<br />
<br />
I thought that maybe it was because I do not have much more than I did last year at this time. But then I remembered everything I have accomplished.<br />
<br />
I wrote 6 books. 4 of which I published and sold! I travelled to NYC, LA, Vegas, Nashville, Austin, Silverthorn CO, and Steamboat Springs. I worked my fucking ass off and got a promotion! <br />
<br />
I gave love. I received love. I found out that I mattered to people. I found out that someone admires me. I lost 46 pounds! I started this blog. I planted flowers that bloomed all season. <br />
<br />
I made new friends & reconnected with old ones. I laughed so hard I cried. I made others laugh too! I biked in Vail, Colorado. I hiked in the mountains with some of my favorite people in the entire world. <br />
<br />
I explored myself and became a better person. I gave to charity. I forgave. I was forgiven. I smiled at strangers and helped the helpless. <br />
<br />
So you see... I have no reason to be sad. Not one single reason. <br />
<br />
I'm ready now.. Ready to embrace my day tomorrow.<br />
<br />
Hello, forty-something! HELLO!</div>
The Kisser Of Frogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07750580381925719311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2233033446953831921.post-43113326132499073462013-11-13T13:37:00.001-07:002013-11-13T13:38:26.575-07:00tear<p dir=ltr>i see you <br>
i feel you<br>
ready to fall<br>
but i won't let you<br>
i promise</p>
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