Is It?

[Slab]

Have to be careful with that one now, you might make inappropriate contact with someone that doesn't wish for your left leg to be in...

#Youtoo

 

[SwingsitlikeHogan]

Is your inward eye the bliss of solitude?

Just asking.

Too much inward eye-looking is not good for me - best to look elsewhere for what is right rather than rely upon what the inward eye thinks is best. Solitude is only bliss if I also have peace of mind.

 

[user2010]

I've got a brown eye, does that count?

 

[Deleted member 18645]

I know a brown girl who is in the ring

 

[Deleted member 18645]

You could hear the hoofbeats pound as they raced across the ground and the clatter of the wheels as they spun round and round

 

[Deleted member 25172]

What the hell is going on here?

 

[Norrin Radd]

You could hear the hoofbeats pound as they raced across the ground and the clatter of the wheels as they spun round and round

He galloped into market Street his badge upon his chest
They called him Ernie and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

 

[Norrin Radd]

Dya wanna be in my gang

 

[Deleted member 18645]

Lip up fatty lip up fatty black reggae

 

[Deleted member 18645]

He galloped into market Street his badge upon his chest
They called him Ernie and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

I actually wrote a complete spoof version of that entitled "Ernie, he was the best Ram tight end in the West" about Ernie Conwell. Still not sure if I should be ashamed or proud of it. Mike Carlson disowned me on the spot when he read it .

 

[Tashyboy]

"Dont mess with the Wongs".

 

[Norrin Radd]

When you were young and your heart was an open book,

 

[jim8flog]

after my period of quiet contemplation I have decided that I am not afraid of dying.

 

[Beezerk]

Two hearts, living in just one inner eye 😍

 

[Robin Hood]

I'm colourblind, does that affect the inner eye ?

 

[stefanovic]

Loitering with a vacant eye
Along the Grecian gallery,
And brooding on my heavy ill,
I met a statue standing still.
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From far, from eve and morning
And yon twelve winded sky,
The stuff of life to knit me,
Blew hither, here am I.
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Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows,
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went,
And cannot come again.
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Which poet and where is his statue that have these lines?

 

[USER1999]

There are holes in the sky. Where the rain gets in. But they're ever so small. That's why the rain is thin

 

[HomerJSimpson]

Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
Wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding
Nicotine smears, long, long dried tears, invisible tears
Safe in my own words, learning from my own words
Cruel joke, cruel joke
Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
A morning mare rides, in the starless shutters of my eyes
The spirit of a misplaced childhood is rising to speak his mind
To this orphan of heartbreak, disillusioned and scarred
A refugee, refugee.

 

[AmandaJR]

What the heck is going on?

 

[ScienceBoy]

Just give me a drinkable stout, some classic chillout and a beanbag...