In Exactly 99 Words State Something you would like all other forum members to know. It can be a fact, a news item you deem important, it can be a joke but it must be 99 Words.

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Unlike Bush's bottles of beer on the wall, the words on the page are not easy to fall. Brendan our leader has offered the challenge. As much as I'd like, my message is salad.

My mood is quite sanguine until I see Pres. Eight years of his smirk brings down my grey head. But minds who are friendly help rid us of fear. In touch with the forum, we dry our Dem tears.

It's ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall. It's Humpty-Bush-Dumpty. It's his turn to fall. To everyone here, a gracious good night and Godspeed to all.

whoa!

..snaps fingers....nods....

dig it

I believe M@M's are the true path to enlightenment! They are heavenly! No one ever says no to M@M's. A simple gesture of sharing them would solve all the worlds problems! Buy some and share them with your favorite republican, in no time you'll be cracking jokes about the lesser candies! M@M's are a uniter not a divider candy...Im not saying this just because I bought stock in them....HONESTLY!!

Enjoy some Walt Whitman:

I sing the Body electric;
The armies of those I love engirth me,
and I engirth them;
They will not let me off till I go with them,
respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full
with the charge of the Soul.

Was it doubted that those who corrupt
their own bodies conceal themselves?
And if those who defile the living
are as bad as they who defile the dead?
And if the body does not do as much
as the Soul?
And if the body were not the Soul,
what is the Soul?

It is a good life on the Forum
almost always stimulating
and guaranteed not to bore ‘em

Yeah, we have our zany zealots
sure good for some shock
and never forget the big braggarts

Oh, and remember the fun freepers
often lurking around
they can sure be the worst creepers

But it is the wealth of sound sanity
very heart warming
that best highlights our humanity

Mods and Admins they try control
working too hard
to reach that most golden goal

It’s common sense/common ground
elusive for sure
but it can be and it will be finally found

I am not defined by you
Or by the colors red and blue
I do not pray for Hell on Earth
I dream of peace for what it's worth
I don't believe that God has taken
The side of Kings, the poor forsaken
Someday if you are asked to give
Your self for someone else to live
What will be your final score
Can you step beyond the door
Will you defer the selfish role
To find the center of your soul
Replace the darkness, brutal night
Will you reach out, embrace the light
Stars fall as shadows call

Hey there, Georgie boy, are you happy now?

Your Daddy got you the prize at the county fair. But it is our freedom you have taken. Did your Momma tuck you in, after the bizarre carnival? Is liberty only YOURS? There are many in this country who don't see it your way.

We will continue to raise our voices, think our thoughts as we wish. You MAY try to steal our thoughts, but you will NOT succeed.

We ARE a strong people and we are the ones you MUST answer to.

We are THE PEOPLE

We will be heard!



Mourning Dove Caller ©2005

Months have passed since the General Election. A cold inauguration, the W stickers still linger, the John Kerry stickers already seem out-dated. If we can only find hope again…see the optimistic smile of John Edwards-- the whole smile-- undaunted by worries of his wife’s health. If only we could turn the clock back and try again…try harder, work smarter….if only…

Then we snap back into reality…what are the answers? How do we pull ourselves up by the boot-straps…..boot straps? Thoughts turn to clichés and cowboys and wannabes….and….do I have 99 words yet?