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| Because I wanted to... That's why. |
Lex III: Actioni contrariam semper et æqualem esse reactionem:
sive corporum duorum actiones in se mutuo semper
esse æquales et in partes contrarias dirigi.
The following poem has been written by my friends Syd and Smitty.
I take no credit for the words...
Although I did put a picture in here and there.
My comments at the bottom.
10.12.10
Epic
Twas the night before "epic" day, and all thru Roseland
Not a creature was stirring, just Dk and her band.
The regs were all ready with cookies to share
The regs were all ready with cookies to share
Awaiting great news, it seemed only fair.
The lurkers were all present and ready to say
That Rose was just crazy, to name a set day.
They picked and they teased, said she was a fake,
They picked and they teased, said she was a fake,
Unless she made good, gave them gossip to take.
But what did they want, the mean ones who hate
But what did they want, the mean ones who hate
What was enough, to spare Rose this fate?
The regs gathered and waited to see what it would be
They all loved to hear the news from RoseSee.
Even they got caught up in the hype of this day
They all loved to hear the news from RoseSee.
Even they got caught up in the hype of this day
What kind of news would Rose have to say?
Yet how did it start, this big epic mess?
It seemed rather harmless to me I confess.
As already stated a friend misspelled his name
He was drunk and they joked, it all seemed so tame!
As already stated a friend misspelled his name
He was drunk and they joked, it all seemed so tame!
But nobody listened when Rose tried to explain,
the shit kept coming down, in a strong steady rain,
Robsten is married or engaged at least
We want a sex tape on which we can feast!
We want a sex tape on which we can feast!
"No No!" shouted Rose and some of her pals,
"I don't have great news about Rob and his gal
What's epic to me, will not be to you."
But still the news traveled so fast that it flew.
What's epic to me, will not be to you."
But still the news traveled so fast that it flew.
The date was a chance for Rose's big fans
To give her a gift, you can't find in a can
A day off her blog, to let someone else try
To make people smile and make spirits fly.
To make people smile and make spirits fly.
Because that's what Rose does for us every day
She gives us a place to share and to play
She gives us a place to share and to play
To talk to our friends and share all the news
Rounds of MFK or cheer those that are blue.
Rounds of MFK or cheer those that are blue.
Some hang all day but some just before bed
and who hasn't enjoyed some time in the shed?
The Yanks and the Brits and some Aussies too
a few live on islands and from Timbuktu.
The Yanks and the Brits and some Aussies too
a few live on islands and from Timbuktu.
But they all found a place in Roseland to be
great friends who mostly are in harmony.
If honey or others show up to be rude
If honey or others show up to be rude
they dog pile on, adjust that attitude.
But what of poor Rose, who only had joked
About people who prodded and bothered and poked
Insisted her broken e was actually a code
and her every word, took them down a fake road.
Insisted her broken e was actually a code
and her every word, took them down a fake road.
Don't people know Rose plays it all straight?
She put out today, as a joke of a date.
She's never claimed insider news or to know
Anything more than her friends or her foe.
The joke a mere word that took off like a shot
And suddenly she was in water too hot.
"My friends what should I do?
"My friends what should I do?
They think I have news, I don't really have poo"
Her friends started to worry and felt rather sick
They had encouraged her, with a date she should pick
It started so small, the joke about Tome
Would it ruin Roseland, their second home?
Would it ruin Roseland, their second home?
But the friends started to talk and to chat and to think
Rose is so great, we can't let her sink!
So haters and those who lurk and who talk
So haters and those who lurk and who talk
Go away now, take a long walk
People sometimes mean what they say, you all need to know
Rose said all along, she had nowhere to go
All your theories and plans were full of such shit
All your theories and plans were full of such shit
She kept saying the truth, but you all had a fit
So today is just Friday, but epic to us
And you can all run and make a big fuss
Chase your tails and try to give Rose a swift kick
Chase your tails and try to give Rose a swift kick
but please just "get off of our dick"
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I don't know about any of you...
but to me?
That was EPIC.
And for Syd and Smitty to take time out of their
incredibly busy schedules to do that for me?
Let's just say...
I absolutely adore both of you.
But you already know that.
Final Thoughts.
1. The quote at the beginning of this post?
Words of Wisdom.
2. London.
"One road leads to London.
One road runs to Wales.
My road leads me seawards...
To the white dipping sails."
3. Christmas.
"All roads lead to London...
For London is Tome."
"I'll be Tome for Christmas."
This post is brought to you by the letter *S* and *E*
S for Syd and Smitty.
Thank You.
It means more than words can ever say.
E for Epic.
Epic for you?
Probably not.
Epic for Rob and Kristen?
Well...
I'm guessing they will be having an EPIC holiday.
What do you think?
;)
Bye for now.
♥♥♥










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