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It only takes one, a poem
It is amazing how a small percentage of people mess up everything for the rest. Just this morning I saw an idiot using his large truck to intimidate others. He tailgated and made his truck surge forward when behind others while creating a cacophony of noise with his straight exhaust pipes. I bet he also…
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Endings, a poem
Nothing lasts forever. All things will end. Our sun has a best before date, and already our planet had many extinction events. This is good! Imagine if all things last forever! We will not have a working economy, and nothing will be recycled or replaced. Innovation will stop, progress might stagnate or even stop. With…
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Afrikaanse gedigte:
I am publishing these on my WordPress blog. It is written in Afrikaans, my language. Just maybe some Afrikaans speaking folks see it and enjoy it. I enjoyed writing these immensely, and they will be part of my collection. Vroumens:Ons manne word vreeslik styfvir daai lekker in die vrou se lyf.Maar die kak wat leef…
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The rose, a short story
The rose bush grew near the fence in Mr. Brown’s unkept front yard, and its flowers were within easy reach of the sidewalk. Mr. Brown did not prune the rose bush anymore. This was ok because Mr. Brown did not take care of the rest of the garden either. Most days he could not remember…
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Excuses, a poem
I am an expert at putting off stuff for a later time. I know I must get up and just start, but this is so hard I often just give up. Procrastination is a terrible thing! It is cumulative. At first you delay one small thing, then another, and before long you are so far…