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Honey pie, I can't stop falling in love with you.

Honey pie, I can't stop falling in love with you.

A Poem by LennonMcHarStarr


A mix of my top five favorite love songs.. Can't Stop Falling In Love All You Need Is Love Fool In The Rain Honey Pie (Here Today)
How Karl Memnon Lost His Wives

How Karl Memnon Lost His Wives

A Story by Mike Lamb


Booze and broads in Vegas, and the consequences of both.
Older Brother

Older Brother

A Poem by Raccoony


Written for my older brother on his 24th B-Day...
Another FUN time affair!

Another FUN time affair!

A Poem by +she plays with matches+


Lol, I saw this pic, and it inspired me to do this quick write! I hope it makes you smile! :)
Elvis the Elephant Rides the Bus

Elvis the Elephant Rides the Bus

A Poem by Baz


Elvis the Elephant rides the bus to school
The Four Bridesmaids of the Apocalypse

The Four Bridesmaids of the Apocalypse

A Story by Mike Lamb


A wedding in Hell.
EZRA POUND'S CANTO AND THE GIRL'S BEHIND.

EZRA POUND'S CANTO AND THE GIRL'S BEHIND.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A MAN AND A GIRL AND EZRA POUND'S CANTO
Graceland Impersonator

Graceland Impersonator

A Story by Eric Darsie


The Honky Tonk Man suggest, I went to Memphis, and met Elvis!
Sinking Ships

Sinking Ships

A Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


Inspired by the Circle 7 Koran(7:10) Now cease to seek for heaven in the sky; just open up the windows of your hearts, and, like a flood of night, a ..
Messy Room Table

Messy Room Table

A Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


about my old apartment
NEW WORLDS BEING BORN

NEW WORLDS BEING BORN

A Poem by Terry Collett


A BOY AND GIRL IN 1964 ANS THEIR TALK AND THE KISS ON THE BRIDGE.
Hug me like I have been Dead for years

Hug me like I have been Dead for years

A Poem by LoveAlwaysJB


Hug me like I’ve been dead for yearsHold me like a child in the new born yearKiss me with desire until my lipstick goes all wrong like my coca c..
A Boys' Blush

A Boys' Blush

A Story by toritto


Growing up in Brooklyn in the 1950's
SATURDAY WITH MILKA.

SATURDAY WITH MILKA.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A BOY AND GIRL IN 1964 AND A DATE
I had to whoop Elvis

I had to whoop Elvis

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.
You have never left the building.

You have never left the building.

A Poem by HereComesTheSun


A poem I wrote on August 16th 2014.
Return of the King

Return of the King

A Story by kaeridwyn


The lights were dancing off the ceiling as each car drove by the ramshackle hut. A silent twinge of anticipation drove him towards the door. Op..
Truck Stop Cafe Time Lapse Analogue Thought Process Continuum 295

Truck Stop Cafe Time Lapse Analogue Thought Proces..

A Poem by Brett Hernan


If you read between the lines, who knows what might happen? (Sorry, no refunds).
MILKA'S FEELING FINE 1964.

MILKA'S FEELING FINE 1964.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A GIRL AND BOY IN HIS ROOM LISTENING TO ELVIS IN 1964

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