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Post by DagmarS on Aug 11, 2003 10:51:44 GMT
Right, it was just about time I started my own thread ... ... so here it goes ... ... there's something you should know about me ... !!!I JUST LOOOVE ICE CREAM!!! in any shape or form, colour or amount ... ice cream has to be one of my biggest weaknesses ever ;D... so, feel free to post images, jokes, poems ... anything realted to ICE CREAM ;Dmmmm ;D such as this:  this:  or this:  mmmmmmmmm |
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Post by DagmarS on Aug 11, 2003 10:54:00 GMT
Well, maybe not in any shape and form after all ... ...  |
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Post by DagmarS on Aug 11, 2003 10:55:43 GMT
These pictures make me VERY JEALOUS ... ...   |
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Post by DagmarS on Aug 11, 2003 10:58:02 GMT
Now, that is a tough choice, which side of the bowl would I go for??? ... hmmm ;D  |
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Post by DagmarS on Aug 11, 2003 11:00:13 GMT
Hmmm ... looks tasty ...  |
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Post by DagmarS on Aug 11, 2003 11:05:30 GMT
And a little poem for ya:
Chocolate Chip ice cream with Ebony Sprinkles
I wonder what are the most beautiful things in the world.
I wonder about the sky, the universe, little boys, and little girls.
I wonder why my mind drifts about a Queen smile, thoughts a taste out of place.
I wonder about a Queen's feelings, a Queen's curves, a Queen's face.
I wonder makes a Queen moan, wait to exhale, or giggle.
I wonder about Chocolate chip ice cream, with ebony sprinkles.
I wonder what a Queen's hobbies are, what A Queen does in her spare time.
I wonder if a King is on Queen's mind, like a Queen could be on mine.
I wonder what beads of sweat would look like dusted across a Queen's skin
I wonder what it would be like to just be a Queen's homey, lover, friend.
I wonder makes a Queen moan, wait to exhale, or giggle.
I wonder about Chocolate chip ice cream, with ebony sprinkles.
I wonder how it would feel to wash a Queen's hair, in a tub full of peaches and cream.
I wonder if this is just my art genuinely written, or a poetic inspiration of what I truly see.
I wonder if seduction, natural beauty, and intelligence is key to a Queen's power.
I wonder, I wonder the daylong minute after minute, hour after hour.
I wonder makes a Queen moan, wait to exhale, or giggle.
I wonder about Chocolate chip ice cream, with ebony sprinkles.
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