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dashboard madonna

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what
am to
you is just
a passing fancy
a quick thrill before the next leg

Rene ~ 2013

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  1. Ha! sharp plays on words, and quite the snappy retort over a cocktail, should one need it. Thanks for joining us, Rene. You didn't leave a link at the Garden, btw--but that may be how you want it so I'll leave that up to you.

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    1. Thanks! I thought I did...will correct that now

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  2. damn. can nearly hear the withering tone and accompanying stare-down. ~ M

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  3. Whoa...damn this is powerful!
    YOU snapped me awake ;D

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  4. haven't we all been there....nicely done!

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  5. What I like best is the title...good one Rene...

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  6. Yoiks! Love the title Dashboard Madonna.

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  7. Hmm, interesting, and very effective. I was curious about the Fibonacci tag, tho...

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    1. all you need to know about fibonacci, indigo
      http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2013/08/weekend-mini-challenge-fibonacci.html

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    2. Hi Rene! I understand Fibonacci, but was puzzled as I was counting words, not syllables =) Thanks, Indigo x

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  8. THIS post is an attention-getter.
    Passing fancy!
    One-moment-stand?
    Well-writ....

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  9. The never ending twist between the sexes...what is relationship for? The answers are often quite different men to women, women to men. But not always. This invites dishonesty as really the only solution and that cuts both ways. Men fear entrapment. Women fear being taken and used. Both positions of wariness are justifiable often enough that both women and men also fear being gullible or naive.

    To opt out of that game is possible but not without cost.

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    1. I have watched women play at this all the time complaining about it and claiming innocence. :D

      Meanwhile, men are a touch more straightforward about playing the game, but not much because the dishonesty is essential. If you get caught out you are sent down the road unless she is open to playing it straight with modified men's rules. Some are.

      Me I deny playing the game. Not because I am so much better than those who do... but rather because I am not very good at it - why most of us who do not play do not play. People like me also don't get much action. :(

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    2. I would steer clear of anyone who is good at playing the game...but that's hard because you don't realize you've been played until it's too late.
      I love the mileage this short poem has gotten. It was originality titled "scenic overlook" and was intended to be a cutesy little play on words but then the dashboard madonna title popped into my head and I dug it, so I changed the title. Cutesy to Edgy in less then 6 seconds.

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  10. It would seem that you are being quite selective with your replies to comments. So, I probably shouldn't say anything that could be construed as being derogatory--huh?

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    1. where's the fun in that,Jerry? Let me have it...

      PS. Truth be told I have the worlds worst smartphone. It is excruciatingly painful to send the simplest text, hence the lack of replies and comments.So I generally don't comment or reply. But I made the exception for you. It took me a half hour to type this, but I did it for you. :)

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    2. I'm sorry you are having so much trouble with leaving replies and comments. Whoa, it must take you several hours to publish even such a short piece as your Dashboard Madonna!

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  11. You tell it like it is Rene....the title rocks! :-)

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  12. dashboard madonna...has a sting to it..

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