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He wore Harry Potter-type glasses

The child I saw in the LIDL store

wore Harry Potter-type glasses.

He was nosey, so nosey he watched me intently as I placed my items of shopping onto the conveyor belt, before the check out. The child was so nosey, so intent on keeping an eye on me, he continued to stare at me even when I had finished placing my shopping onto the belt. I soon got tired of this. Casting a glance at the sweet potato I had placed on the conveyor belt, I noticed that it looked a bit like a gun, so grabbing hold of it, I pretended to shoot the ever so nosey child. Moreover, I laughed as I did this. The child was so shocked by what I had done he asked his mum to lift him up. However, safe in her arms, he soon saw the funny side of what I had done and began shooting at me with an imaginary gun of his own.

Over the course of the next hour, while my wife and I were doing the rest of our shopping in town, we saw that child and his parents on several other occasions. At one point I was so tired of playing imaginary shoot-outs, I turned around and walked away from them. A good while later, spotting the mischievous little individual peering out from the back window of his car, shooting at me with his imaginary gun for all he was worth, as his parents drove out of the car park, I was taken aback, troubled by the incredibly smug look on his young face. It was only then did my wife and I notice our car. It had four flat tyres!

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The meaning of Life, I think…

The purpose of acquiring wealth is charity

The purpose of speech is to say the truth

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Sweet Mother

Owerri is the capital of Imo State in Nigeria, set in the heart of the Igboland.

Owerri consists of three Local Govern Areas including Owerri Municipal, Owerri North and Owerri West, it has an estimated population of about 400,000 as of 2006 and is approximately 40 square miles (100 km2) in area. Owerri is bordered by the Otamiri River to the east and the Nworie River to the south.

The Owerri Slogan is Heartland. It is currently referred to as the entertainment capital of Nigeria and is home to an annual beauty pageant called “Miss Heartland”.

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Bird Flu

Troll Bolf is sick,

He might even die,

For a terrible thing has happened,

And he doesn’t know why,

He caught bird flu, though he don’t even fly,

He blows his nose and wipes his eyes.

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Tu-144 ‘Concordski’

Tu-144 ‘Concordski’

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Ten hand grenades hanging on the wall

Ten hand grenades hanging on the wall,

And if one hand grenade,

Should accidentally fall,

There’ ll be no hand grenades ,

And no bloomin’ wall.

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Mystical Cola

Mystical Cola, powerful might,

Thunderous magic, hidden from sight,

Disguised by a treat,

Sugary and sweet,

A shortcut to enlightenment,

The Cryptic Agenda decree.

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If this has you thinking,

I would like to try that,

Go visit their temple,

And study their track,

But watch out for that bottle once it’s uncorked,

Lest you are drawn to its magic and inside it are caught.

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Shadow People?

stories for children and adults

I heard a sound by my bedside last night,

I heard a strange sound; I got such a fright.

As something passed by me deep in the night,

I heard a faint sound; did it want my poor life?

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I made not a sound; I was still, in such fright,

As I lay in bed in the deep of the night,

I could hear it close by, how I longed for the light.

What was the dark thing probing the night?

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An evil black form, a shadowy sight,

Began to rise slowly in front of my eyes.

As I lay in bed on my left-hand side,

The dark, wicked thing rose slowly into sight.

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I could move not a muscle; I was frozen in fright,

As the dark frightful vision continued in height,

Till it’s malevolent eyes were almost in sight.

Only then did I close mine, despite the dark night.

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I knew it was wicked, evil personified,

That he wanted my sight, the light of my life.

I closed my eyes; shut them tight as the night.

Evading the Grim Reaper’s deathly cold scythe.

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Finally, eventually, when I opened my eyes,

I thought it was gone, departed my side,

But it was still there, though lower this time,

Starting beginning to rise over again.

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How could I be free from the terrible beast,

That wanted my soul, my heart and my peace?

Perhaps, if I kept my eyes firmly closed,

It might give up and leave me alone.

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So I closed my eyes, though still in such fright,

And I prayed that I’d last out the night.

Although its Dark Presence was close to my brow,

I kept my eyes shut so it wouldn’t bother me now.

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The Darkness and danger passed from me that night,

It vanished, departed, left my bedside.

I rolled over, so comfy, lulled back into nod,

Till the next time it happened it was just me and my God.

A note: This happened to me on several occasions when I was young.

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Crisis, what crisis?

Crisis, what crisis? he asked, looking on,

There is no crisis; it’s a part of the plan,

A plan to tax you for all you are worth,

And then some, and more; haven’t you heard?

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A New World Order is coming your way,

A world of plenty, for some, if you do what we say,

Sitting up high, like emperors, we think,

We will dish out pennies to the masses, so dim.

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 You voted for us, what more can I say?

We can do anything we like; it’s the New World Order way,

When you voted us in, you signed away your birth right,

Freedom and liberty and all of that tripe.

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You want to know what my associate has to say?

I’ll get him; here he is, to illuminate your day,

Hello, I am here, now what’s all this fuss?

Haven’t you heard that it’s time to kick ass?

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Taxes, yes taxes, is the answer, I say,

More taxes on the petrol and diesel today,

Heating oil and coal will go the same way,

So also with gas and electricity, I pray.

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When we’ve taxed you so much, you can’t even think,

We will tax you some more, to push you over the brink,

Into poverty, hardship; destruction without hope,

Trapped, burdened by the New World Order yoke.

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Although it’s a quarter to midnight, there still is some hope.

Wake up, wake up, this is certainly no joke,

Politicians and bankers are intent on one thing

Destroying our lives; we must not let them win.

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FIRE!

A chemist, a shopkeeper and a teacher were sentenced to death by firing squad. The chemist was taken from his cell and as the soldiers took aim he shouted “Avalanche!” The soldiers panicked and in the confusion the chemist escaped. The shopkeeper was led out next. As the soldiers took aim he shouted “Flood!” and escaped. The teacher was then lead out. The squad took aim and the teacher, remembering how the other two had escaped, shouted “Fire!”
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