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    dots Submission Name: My Mission From Goddots
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    Author: Glen Bowman
    ASL Info:    70 m Oz
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 1140/307/186
    Words: 132
    Class/Type: Poetry/Religious
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       This is about how heavenly it is to have children. Am I joking?


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    dotsMy Mission From Goddots
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    Clouds of steam cleared,
    and I saw a strange land:
    strange and with a great depression in it.

    And a voice!
    Said: "Verily,
    "I say unto youse,
    "Look, would you take five with that steam-iron?
    "Thanks.
    "Now where was I?
    "Right: this place

    "Is called The Valley Of The Reflection Of Life.
    "Observest it carefully.
    "Thou wilt notice that it's as deep as the Song Of Solomon
    "and as long as the dong of King Kong. Now:

    "I Am, We mean One didst, well anyway I've
    "Filled it entirely with children's clean socks:

    "Thou art to pair them and pile them over there,
    "into a sort of mountain. After that
    "thou mayest leave;
    "the faithful can handle it from there."




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      Seriously perhaps. But yes i think it's kind of a joke anyhow. Certainly not literal. the quotation thing is brilliant. several voices that are as one. He(h) as one. somehow i feel like we're on the same Mission. hmm. i'm a child though.
    | Posted on 2014-06-12 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ]
      The serene ravine green jean careen. Let us bless the children that they not have to wallow in the muck and mire we had to wade. A mountain of clean socks indeed, too monolithically precipitous and craggy to tread. "The faithful can handle it from there" HA HA HA HA HA Your killing me!!!!!!!! Soul sacrifice…...

    Bruce
    | Posted on 2014-06-11 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]
      this is fun!


    youse - that is something said frequently around my parts. particularly in the area i live in.

    but i love the dialect. and the quirky convo. and the kong reference... priceless.

    this musta brought a chuckle upon writing it methinks. i know it would've for me at least.

    my question would be... how does one go about pairing socks when one is lost to the land of dryers?

    that is all.

    (smile).
    | Posted on 2014-06-11 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ]


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