Sign up to EliteSkills




Already have an account? Login to Roleplay.Cloud
Forgot password? Recover Password

Beez


Name: Ted E. Bear
ASL: 38
Website:[ Education ]
Days Away: 821
Life Story: I am tall
[ Ignore User ]

Favorites: 1
Forum Posts: 0
Shoutbox Posts: 0
RP Posts: 0
Signup Date: 5860 D
16.05 Years 1.61 Quote:
Just remember late at night when you sit alone with your thoughts, you are everything that I am glad I'm not


Recent Favorites:
Sold Out by WaxingPoetic
View all Faves

Featured:
Ever Elusive Creature

[ + RSS ]
Currently Stalking: waxingpoetic, whirl

dotsLast 20 Submissionsdots

Featured: Ever Elusive Creature

 Its dark in here
:|| V: 964 | C: 1 ||:
:: : Class : Random Thoughts :
 For my sister, April
:|| V: 673 | C: 0 ||:
::Sorry : Class : Lyrics :
 poem for a lovely lady
:|| V: 996 | C: 1 ||:
::Love : Class : Poetry :
 Sold Out The tribute
:|| V: 1033 | C: 0 ||:
::Love : Class : Poetry :
 Sold Out org. *read first
:|| V: 735 | C: 0 ||:
::Love : Class : Poetry :
 I have found love on myspace!
:|| V: 822 | C: 1 ||:
::Venting : Class : Rant :
 The Day My World Stopped Turning
:|| V: 741 | C: 0 ||:
::You left me : Class : Story :
 29 year old Manchild
:|| V: 843 | C: 0 ||:
::Longing : Class : Random Thoughts :
 Featured workEver Elusive Creature
:|| V: 872 | C: 0 ||:
::Love : Class : Poetry :
 Death by Dog
:|| V: 1058 | C: 0 ||:
::Comedy : Class : Poetry :
 All the wisdom from my 3 decades
:|| V: 1041 | C: 1 ||:
::Nostalgia : Class : Random Thoughts :
 Bald is Beautiful
:|| V: 1047 | C: 1 ||:
::Comedy : Class : Deep Thought :
List All...



Messages

  
Thanks for the comment on "Nothing", my friend. Even more of a thanks goes to your great listening abilities. Hey Jovi wants me to invite you down here. I don't know if she's talked to Reggie yet so I don't know how that will turn out... but just know that we want you to come hang out with the fam. I'll keep ya posted!
| Posted on 2006-11-12 00:00:00 | by WaxingPoetic - [ Reply to This ] -
  
ME AGAIN.
thanx for commenting on 'evening dress'. i enjoy the funny, lighter poems. i'm trying to write more...honest. i just can't seem to find any inspiration these days. i will try though.
KEEP SMILIN'
whirl**
| Posted on 2006-10-15 00:00:00 | by whirl - [ Reply to This ] -
  
Hiya,
missed ya! where ya been? I thought ya had left us.
I checked out your new post. Great stuff!!
Thanx for stalking me!! (that sounds sooooo wierd!!)
I'd better get to writing something, huh? I'll see what i can come up with. My mind just isn't co-operating lately!
great to hear from ya
whirl**
| Posted on 2006-10-12 00:00:00 | by whirl - [ Reply to This ] -
  
Hey where ya beez?
| Posted on 2006-10-10 00:00:00 | by WaxingPoetic - [ Reply to This ] -
  
hiya,
yes,i am scottish. i am glad you enjoyed the scottish poems, wasnt sure about posting those at first. but ppl seem to have liked them, so im glad i did.
as for my tattoos, i have 1 on my right shoulder, a cross with a rose in the centre, the second is just out if veiw on my photo, is a swallow, with a rose. the third and my favourite, is a dolphin that circles my bellybutton. don't think i'll be gettin any more though.i regret the first two already.silly me.
i must admit though, i'd like my tongue pierced but the pain of that would be unbearable i think, and i'm such a wimp.
anyway, thank you for your message,
i'll make sure to pop by and leave a line or two from time to time.
jeez, i can go on a bit, can't i??
see ya later Beez, (thats an interesting username)
whirl**
| Posted on 2006-09-23 00:00:00 | by whirl - [ Reply to This ] -
  
hi again. i am sooo pleased you like ol' Rabbi Burns. he is my favourite. so, i thought i'd post you this.....enjoy!!
whirl**

Address To The Toothache

1786


My curse upon your venom'd stang,
That shoots my tortur'd gums alang,
An' thro' my lug gies mony a twang,
Wi' gnawing vengeance,
Tearing my nerves wi' bitter pang,
Like racking engines!

When fevers burn, or argues freezes,
Rheumatics gnaw, or colics squeezes,
Our neibor's sympathy can ease us,
Wi' pitying moan;
But thee-thou hell o' a' diseases-
Aye mocks our groan.

Adown my beard the slavers trickle
I throw the wee stools o'er the mickle,
While round the fire the giglets keckle,
To see me loup,
While, raving mad, I wish a heckle
Were in their doup!

In a' the numerous human dools,
Ill hairsts, daft bargains, cutty stools,
Or worthy frien's rak'd i' the mools, -
Sad sight to see!
The tricks o' knaves, or fash o'fools,
Thou bear'st the gree!

Where'er that place be priests ca' hell,
Where a' the tones o' misery yell,
An' ranked plagues their numbers tell,
In dreadfu' raw,
Thou, Toothache, surely bear'st the bell,
Amang them a'!

O thou grim, mischief-making chiel,
That gars the notes o' discord squeel,
Till daft mankind aft dance a reel
In gore, a shoe-thick,
Gie a' the faes o' Scotland's weal
A townmond's toothache!
| Posted on 2006-09-23 00:00:00 | by whirl - [ Reply to This ] -



Format Text?


Forum id=#37031