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ok here I go again I wish I wasnt getting OLDER . but I cant remember as good any more . I have a Black Alphabet and it has yellow and purple flowers on it .Can any one tell me where I got It A-L
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jacquipaul
12 Sep 2009
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Can you put up a picture by answering your own question and pressing the 'upload image' tab?
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Yes, you can!
and effect: you can shoot yourself to the top again.
and effect: you can shoot yourself to the top again.
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Is this it??? I am sorry but I do not have the links but I know that both Sewforum and Land of 1000 stitches have it in their free sections maybe one of these ladies with something besides ol slow mo dial-up can find the links for you if this is it.
It is just called floral font in my landof1000stitches.de folder.
It is just called floral font in my landof1000stitches.de folder.
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Dear "D"
You're not getting older - just maturing like a good wine!
I love this poem - My Forgetter
My forgetter's getting better
But my rememberer is broke.
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke.
For when I'm "here" I'm wondering
If I really should be "there"
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!
Oft times I walk into a room,
Say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain
A zero, is my score.
At times I put something away
Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
You're right, it's usually me!
When shopping I may see someone,
Say "Hi" and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away
I ask myself, "who's that?"
Yes, my forgetter's getting better
But my rememberer is broke.
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke.
Just wanted to give you a flower, as I see you have your answer - love and blessings Chris
You're not getting older - just maturing like a good wine!
I love this poem - My Forgetter
My forgetter's getting better
But my rememberer is broke.
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke.
For when I'm "here" I'm wondering
If I really should be "there"
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!
Oft times I walk into a room,
Say "what am I here for?"
I wrack my brain, but all in vain
A zero, is my score.
At times I put something away
Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
You're right, it's usually me!
When shopping I may see someone,
Say "Hi" and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away
I ask myself, "who's that?"
Yes, my forgetter's getting better
But my rememberer is broke.
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke.
Just wanted to give you a flower, as I see you have your answer - love and blessings Chris
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Oh how funny...I believe I will save this poem! Blessings!