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I is between H and J.
I means me.
I is how the word »eye« sounds.
Amount of texts to »I« | 202, and there are 185 texts (91.58%) with a rating above the adjusted level (-3) |
Average lenght of texts | 76 Characters |
Average Rating | 0.386 points, 64 Not rated texts |
First text | on Feb 7th 2001, 04:02:24 wrote Holly about I |
Latest text | on Dec 10th 2019, 20:49:52 wrote Gi$elle about I |
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I is between H and J.
I means me.
I is how the word »eye« sounds.
As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Each wife had seven sacks,
Each sack had seven cats,
Each cat had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
We all live in a capital I
In the middle of the desert
In the center of the sky.
All day long we polish up the I
To make it clean and shiny
So it brightens up the sky.
Rubbing it here
And scrubbing it there.
Polishing the I
So high in the air.
And as we work we sing a lively tune
»It is great to be so happy on a busy afternoon.«
And when we're through with the day's only chore,
We go into the I
And we close the door.
Capital I, capital I, capital I, capital I.
I'm Nobody! Who are You?
by Emily Dickinson
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us -don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
...II, III, IV, V... The Romans, for all their vaunted smarts, never developed the concept of zero. Which is to say: something that numerically represents nothing.
I am what i am.
I am BioniC.
And i ll do what i can, to make you belive in our love my one and only Juliane.
Sounds so stupid, but thats the truth my friend.
I can't say it that much enough, ......
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