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The three Sindys left their six pastries for two minutes...
Purple Sindy: Two pastries each, what a tre... Hello!?
Pink Sindy: There's only five now!
Blue Sindy: I think I know where the sixth went. What say you little Blythe?
Little Blythe: It was the rabbit. *pointing*
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For the theme "Odd number" in the Blythe a Day group.
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Rabbit: Om nom nom, it was delicious!
(We all thought it was the little Blythe now didn't we?)
Blue-faced Honeyeaters, as you would expect, have brilliant blue patches around their eyes. Juveniles have green/yellow patches which they must grow out of. This young bird, seen at Indigiscapes had a definite orange cast to the patches. Clearly thinks it is my mistake.
Experimental Video For The Don Turner Penned Song:"Don't Blame Me"Unedited Digital Capture:2016:Copyright:2017:
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Off to Toronto on holiday. In terms of conceptual stuff, I might be a little quiet until mid august. However, I am still hoping to post my 365 stuff from my iPhone if I can get wireless access. See you soon!
Blame it on the Goose
Got you feeling loose
Blame it on 'trón
Got you in the zone
Blame it on the alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol
Blame it on the vodka
Blame it on the Henny
Blame it on the Blue Tap
Got you feeling dizzy
Blame it on the alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol
Spin the Bottle Pose by Image Essentials
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For those who dont know Foster Blaine , he is an American poet at Poemhunter , who was not just critical about my poems but also of my being a poet.His remarks were racist, he felt only those who spoke English lived in America have a right to be called poets..
Well I dont blame him, knowing the overall attitude of American towards the sons of their soil the indegenous American Indians..I am only a Brown Indian ...during Moharam I become a Red Indian..
Some stone sculpted American women hearts would prefer to call me a Dead Indian..
I leave behind my verse to soothe their premature hopes and aspirations..
Cross eyed
tongue tied
toothless
rapturously
ruthless
Duck lipped
Togolese woman hipped
Gargantuan girth
Wordless worth
Walrus fold chin
A human dustbin
Demonically Dwarf legged
Embryonically egghead
Tyrannical
Mechanical
Prosaically boring
Prostituted reader
Outpouring
Sedentarily snoring
Fostered unblamed
unclaimed
Underscoring
Cavernous cavities
Rectal Rhapsodies
Transgendered
Exploring
On Indo Gangetic plains
Offshoring
An empty bag of wind
Made in USA
And so encouragingly
Adoring
Caiapahas like
Poem temple priest
Head made of Gold
Body of silver
And all held up
By mud bathed clay feet
One leg in the grave
This war headed
Poetic beast
An obituary in advance
Before he ends
As deceased
His scarred tarred soul
To the nether regions released
To say the least
Cybernetically we celebrate
Foster Blamed Feast
Last yet not the least
North by North East
635th poem
picture of me and Indian floral wreath of a death he could not cheath..
picture shot by Dr Friedritch of Austria
#firozeshakir
#buzznet
#beggarpoet
Blåmes Parus
Latinskt namn:
Parus caeruleus - vilket betyder, himmelsblå mes.
Typiska kännetecken:
12 cm. Huvudet är ljusblått och ansiktet till största delen vitt omgärdat av svarta band och streck. Vingarna och stjärten är mörkblå och undersidan gul, ibland med en antydan till mörk mittstrimma. Ryggen är mörkt grön. Båda könen mycket lika, men hanen har dock genomgående mörkare och klarare blå färg. Ungfåglarna har under sommaren gula kinder och ej så klara färger.
Finnes:
I löv- och blandskog, trädgårdar och parker. Förekommer allmänt i de södra och mellersta delarna av landet och i viss mån även i de norra delarna av landet.