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[2011-05-27 03:08:45 +0000 UTC]
"Patrick J Bednark"
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 6; Deviations: 148; Watchers: 42
Watching: 21; Pageviews: 5932; Comments Made: 166; Friends: 21
# Interests
Favorite visual artist: Zdzislaw BeksinskiFavorite movies: Hellraisor
Favorite bands / musical artists: Skinnypuppy
Favorite writers: poe
Favorite gaming platform: CPU
Other Interests: Things of a dark nature
# Comments
Comments: 31
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Hello...
A new group has started its journey in DeviantArt ... The group is calledΒ Β Traditional-Masters and is a group for traditional artists who want to publicize their works and know the works of other traditional artists ..Β
At the moment we are very few because it has just opened the group, but without a doubt we will grow and we will form a great community ... It would be an honor to have your presence in the group ... If you are interested, please sign up and you will be welcome...
Regards ...Β Β
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Traditional-Masters
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Great... Welcome to the group...Β
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Thank,s KittCat!!
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hahaha you're welcomesydoops ^-^
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Oh, mairzy doats and dozy doats and little lambsy divey A kiddle divey, too. Wouldn't you?
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*confuzzlements* Lambs are cute! XD ?
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If the words sound queer and funny to your ear, A little bit jumbled and jivey. Say, Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy.
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But the oats are toxic and so the Mare dies leaving his jockey bereft, bereft of any such ride to the county fair so the jockey starves - so emaciates and dies a terrible death, and all the while the lamb so frolicks through what has been left. Whats left of the fellows life is barely much to sustain it, so the lamb dies ...... XDXD and i dont even know wtf i just wrote
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I'm Popeye the Sailor Man
I live in a garbage can
I loves to go swimmin
With bow-legged wimmin
I'm Popeye the Sailor Man!
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But the stench of the rubbish, putrid as it was,
so enveloped Popeye into deep sleep,
his mind was enlightened with a message; a speech,
so told to convey the return of (ermmmm...) the leprechauns(...),
he awoke with a new purpose - reborn,
he spent his life so persuading the public to believe his story,
yet the ridicule rendered a situation quite gory,
Popeye slaughtered everyone.
(yay)
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huzzah ^-^ Awesome random poetry thing.
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Thank's KittCat!!
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Dear ,
Thank You for joining #TheMacabreDeviant! Much appreciated! But don't touch that remote! Your Welcoming journal is coming up soon!
Sincerely,
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Thanks so much for the fave.
--Your gallery is incredible, by the way.x
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I like ur drawings 
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