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"FEMALE"

      

            Lovely                            Lovely
            breasts                           brests
            up,down.                          up,down.
            Smaller                           Smaller
           ones are                          ones are
         floating soft                      floating soft
        without a sound.                    without a sound.
     With a bra or braless,             With a bra or braless,
    giving all men happiness          giving all men happiness
  Where man first found purity,     Where man first found purity, 
  he first found true security.     he first found true security.
BRYSON
1978

Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he asked God,
"They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"
"Among the many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you."
"But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile, that's enough for me to be happy."
"Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel's love and be happy."
"And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don't know the language that men talk?"
"Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."
"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
"Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."
"I've heard that on earth there are bad men, who will protect me?"
"Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."
"Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly:
"Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
"Your angel's name is of no importance. You will simply call her,
Mommy."

BRYSON
Mother's day 1946


"Any Age"

Physical love is unchanged by years,
happiness, sorrow still bring forth tears.
So now I ask on love's oun sorrow,
stay my sweet lady,
love me, till it be morrow.

BRYSON
1986

"Computer Lady"

How gently you start my senses to soar with black lettered words, placed on a white colored sheet of electronic paper upon my monitor. Causing my mind to explode with visions unseen by normal mankind.

Almost daily Iam introduced to a previously unknown world of enjoyment and unexpected verbal thrills being woven by an expert in the field of dreams. Weave on my dear one, continue the giving of your wordology, allow me to enjoy it forever.

BRYSON
21 Feb 1998

Subject: The Real Military Answer:

Take all American women who are within five years of menopause - train them for a few weeks, outfit them with automatic weapons, grenades, gas masks, moisturizer with SPF15, Prozac, hormones, chocolate, and canned tuna, drop them (parachuted, preferably) across the landscape of Afghanistan, and let them do what comes naturally.

Think about it. Their anger quotient alone, even when doing standard stuff like grocery shopping and paying bills, is formidable enough to make even armed men in turbans tremble. They have had our children, and would gladly suffer or die to protect their children and their future. Some would like to get away from their husbands, if they haven't left already. And for those who are single, the prospect of finding a good man with whom to share life is about as likely as being struck by lightning.

They have nothing to lose. They survived the water diet, the protein diet, the carbohydrate diet, and the grapefruit diet in gyms and saunas across America and never lost a pound. They can easily survive months in the hostile terrain of Afghanistan with no food at all! They have spent years tracking down husbands or lovers in bars, hardware stores, or sporting events...finding bin Laden in some cave will be no problem.

Uniting all the waring tribes of Afghanistan in a new government? Oh! please ... They have planned the seating arrangements for in-laws and extended families at Thanksgiving dinners for years ... They understand tribal warfare. Between them, They divorced enough husbands to know every trick there is for how they hide, launder, or cover up bank accounts and money sources. They know how to find that money and know how to seize it ... with or without the government's help!. The Taliban hates women. Imagine their terror as the ladies crawl like ants with hot-flashes over their godforsaken terrain.

I'm going to write my Congresswoman. You should, too!

BRYSON
24 Oct 2001



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