dagblog - Comments for "A Friendly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon"

Hmmm ... Nice, moat.

MrSmith1 — Wed, 20 May 2015 02:44:33 +0000

In reply to Yellow and Gold are luxuries.

Hmmm ... Nice, moat.

Force equals MA?
Mother or Massachusetts?
Never mind, I know.

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Father would concur
with your frank assessment that
force equals MA.

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Although I suspect
that, knowing martial arts, PA will
try to blunt MA's force.

Yellow and Gold are luxuries.

moat — Tue, 19 May 2015 23:57:10 +0000

In reply to Good one, moat!!

Yellow and Gold are luxuries.

When power runs out,
there is passive aggression:
Force equals MA

HA!! Good one, Oxy!!

MrSmith1 — Tue, 19 May 2015 05:14:08 +0000

In reply to Yogi Berra said,

HA!! Good one, Oxy!!

When fat ladies sing
take the knife in the road, it's
deja-vu again.

Yogi Berra said,

Oxy Mora — Tue, 19 May 2015 03:00:07 +0000

In reply to A Friendly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

Yogi Berra said,

a knife in the road, take it,

or something like that.

Good one, moat!!

MrSmith1 — Tue, 19 May 2015 02:29:36 +0000

In reply to blue fights against red.

Good one, moat!!

Blue fights against Red
Incompatible Colors?
(Yellow punches Green!)

blue fights against red.

moat — Tue, 19 May 2015 01:28:26 +0000

In reply to A Friendly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

blue fights against red.
morning defies shrug of night.
Lucille takes her time.

Just lovely.

trkingmomoe — Sun, 17 May 2015 04:26:52 +0000

In reply to I'm letting you go.Your life

Just lovely.

Beautiful, Missy!!

MrSmith1 — Sun, 17 May 2015 01:51:57 +0000

In reply to I'm letting you go.Your life

Beautiful, Missy!!

I will not admit
I ever held you, but now
I'm letting you go.

Feeling you against
me, got me through the night. but
now the morning's come.

We may never meet
in the flurry of the years,
but you'll stay with me.

I'm letting you go.Your life

barefooted — Sat, 16 May 2015 23:37:59 +0000

In reply to A Friendly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

I'm letting you go.

Your life is not one I can

ever understand.

You need less of me.

It has taken so much, but

now I'm listening.

I cannot mold you.

The path you've chosen is so

different than mine.

You have to help me.

Accept my love but nothing

else can I give you.

I'm letting you go.

Always touching fingertips

as you set me free.

Good one, Oxy!!

MrSmith1 — Sat, 16 May 2015 01:49:33 +0000

In reply to Her face obscured by

Good one, Oxy!!

The latest latte?
Li'l liquid latex lumps in
limpid lakes of limes.