I know never touch fire, that’s hot, but I can touch ice, ’cause it’s not, and puppies are soft and kitties are too, (so’s most of the stuff moms and dads give to you). I know never tell people they’re fat. (It will hurt them, if I do that) and rocks aren’t for throwing at others but it’s OK to throw pillows at brothers….
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RNA tie club this blog about my life We could say that the poem is a lie detector. Poetry is pleasure. Sometimes people say to me, “why should I read a poem?” There are plenty of answers, from the profound – a poem is such an ancient means of communication that it feels like an evolutionary necessity – to the practical;…
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the day of the condom The Effects of Menstruation on Attitudes Towards Women Participants interacted with a female confederate who ostensibly accidentally dropped either a tampon or hair clip out of her handbag. Dropping the tampon led to lower evaluations of the confederate’s competence, decreased liking for her, and a marginal tendency to avoid sitting close to her. Relational Self…
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nedávno som hľadala príklad na nenewtonovskú tekutinu a našla som oobleck (dá sa po ňom aj behať): aj toto je poézia And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands— Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing, With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always Carry a plant. Always stay rooted…
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