beware OF THAT BOOTAAAAAAY, BEWAAAAARREEE OF THAT BOOOTAAAY. {Boot I mean. Not like BUTT, boot. like ya know the little bootie little babies wear, yeah that.} THE BOOTIES GONNA COME AND EAT YOUR FAAAACE. IT GOES RAAAAWR IN THE NIIIIIGHT. Thank you, yes I am delusional.
My friend once told me, “Beware of what you see. Your surroundings, what could hurt you. What could haunt you forever.” Then one day, she got eaten by a giant cookie. It was then that I told her, “Beware of my oven, because I don’t have any idea how that cookie got into your house.”
BEWARE. Of the leaky toilets in your house. {Or toilet} It loves to leak, and while your cleaning up after it, it loves to eat you. then flush you. and then your in the sewer, and THEN. YOU HAVE TO WALK ALL THE FROGGIN WAY HOME. RAAAAGE QUIT!!!!
Beware of jumping into the river. That’s what the signs said. And yet we were foolish, impulsive children. So we ignored the danger, jumped headfirst, and got swept away. And we couldn’t go back to when we weren’t hurt.
My dog is a fat goat that wears my underwear, and likes to make me beware of her poopies, because she likes to eat other dogs, and then make underwear out of their fur, and she gives the underwear to me, and then steals it, and wears it. Pretending that I made her wear it.
In nightmares, I have once been haunted by a man in a black suit. He would follow me, attempt to track me down. However, I never gave him what he wanted. Because, he wanted my freshly baked cookies, that were sacred to my life. He doesn’t haunt me anymore, but he did say, “Beware, I am always here. Even if I’m not in your dreams.”
beware of the man who has only one legggg!
beware of people’s judgement. the world. beware of how Christ can change your life. beware of how others can change your life good or bad.
Beware, but don’t be afraid…Don’t be nervous. Be adventurous.
of dangerous things that can happen in you’re life, there are people who are going to make you furious but you have to deal with them. beware of things that can make you unhappy beware of regret, id say thats the worse thing, just keep going and try not to think of other things that will bring you down.. why am i writing something so inspirational? hmmmm beware of everything? no thats weird, beware is a weird word, it sounds strange to, to be aware is to watch out for things, but beware has a more negative connotation to it be aware beware.
Beware of the things that corrupt your soul. Beware and stand firm in the Lord’s convictions. Stand firm in all that your God has done for you. He is your strong light and He will hold you together. Through out everything, He is the one thing that you can count on.
Beware of dog: is that a sign that dog owners just put up to keep people away and off their property or is their pet really that harmful and ferocious that they feel the need to warn others? Its a very interesting thing to look into.
Beware the old man that creeps. Walks through the night, his shadow grimly walking upon the ground. Beware my child for he may get you and take you down below. Then you’ll never be seen again. Don’t say I didn’t warn you- for here he comes now, my dear.
beware of me. Seriously. i am a danger to you. you may not know me. in fact, you may think you know me just by looking at me, but you don’t. you really really dont. It is quite satisfactory actually.
A confetti of feathers and a symphony of squawks. The aviary rattled with fireworks. But the zookeeper inside stood still. As the body was removed from the lion’s lair he cooed to the birds above.
Beware of the sun it will burn your eyes
Beware of the ghosts that come out at night
Beware of the wind it will blow you away
Beware of the glass that so easily breaks
But most of all
Beware of what you hear
We are the creators or worry and fear
Danger danger. Look before you leap, you never know what’s going to be below you. Just be careful, anything could happen. There are a lot of possible negatives if you take a chance, but also there are so many amazing things. So beware, but go for it. You never know what could happen, whether it’s negative or positive.
It is not prudent to disregard the thing that proclaims “Beware”.
In fact, it flies in the face of danger, mocks, it and jabs at it with a sharpened pencil.
So when I say “Beware” of your sins, for they will be your downfall, Beware and be aware that they will.
beware of the singing tulips. when they appear this means doom is pending. the tulips can only sing in spring, obviously. however, if you see them bloom one moment after midnight on the last day of spring, beware one thousand times more than before.
There’s a sign on the door with a block-capital notice. Inside the yard is a pitbull, one that hasn’t been trained too well or attentively. It’s the guard dog, bought by someone who knew nothing about dogs. It stands out there day and night, even in the rain. Maybe that’s why it doesn’t behave so well. Maybe that’s why it says “beware.”
she bashed a bottle of wine over my head
and as i reeled i gave her a glass vase
to the face
it turned her mouth dark red, black later on
like she had been gorging on arteries or
fertile soil
we f-cked and i cleaned
her flesh from my teeth with a toothpick
love is not a virtue like kindness, compassion
not a sweet little fruit or flower
love is a gravitational pull, a force of the spirit
it will break your f-cking bones
(and if you don’t stagger under its weight,
you’re doing it wrong)
Beware of strangers. Beware of thinking outside of the box. Beware of travelling to foreign places. Beware of trusting someone who’s hurt you. Beware of living.
beware the jabbawaukee for it is a dangerous beast, a lurker of the shadows, and a hider in the dark
it is a peerer out and a stalker of
it is always watching
constantly waiting
and he never sleeps
breathing watching and waiting
of the scary three legged cow that milks itself and runs round in circles and makes fires and laughs about it with evil spawn belonging to neighbouring tadpoles in the little stream in cornwall where holly has a teashop that makes tea and cookies and i knit and lily finds a husband and we all play guitar and sing and dance around the campfire in sheer unadulterated merriment at the joy of life.
Beware of the dog that lives in the abandon haunted house where a old wicked witch died when she was sweeping the floor,no one really knows what happend to her but my guess is that she got killed by a ghost,Nobody went in there since she died,acually NO ONE went in the she maid everyone drop everything right where the door opens.And if someone had to talk to her she would put a tape recorder on her dog and make her dog go out and get the message for her. the dog comes out from the basement once it smells the scent of human.My friend and I went up to the ghastly house.The grass was yellow and dead.In the air you can smell the scent of moldy and dead in the air.The one window was busted out,you can see the old raggedy curtains blowing in the shivering wind.”Are you sure about this Danny?”i asked to my friend.”Of course Josh i am certain,we got a net for the dog and once we got the dog and train him to be nice we can go in the house and find that witch.” “Okay,but if we die someone will find us.”
beware the one who holds the gun
because your heart is in their hand.
beware the scare that decorates your face
because there sits your deepest fear.
beware the words your peers speak
because the truth may not be beneath.
beware the eyes that look and seek
because they can steal your heart.
Beware yourself
Because you are your worst enemy.
You were number one, but things fell, and you never came running. I was a mess for a while after that, wondering why you rose to power on top of all the horror and heartache you caused, while I was left at the lonely bottom. I wanted to run up to them all and scream beware, but that would’ve been too melodramatic. They’d find out eventually–how careless and selfish you are. And if they didn’t?
Beware the truth it hides but it’s always the hiding in fear. It’s illogical response to the feelings in your heart tear you apart but it is it’s own. All alone in the darkness.
beware the stomach ache that ensues when you drink too much coffee. The dark liquid will clean out your bowels and race through your brain, but you will not feel any better. You will still be unemployed and alone when you reach the muddy dregs of your two-shade chrome coffee mug, but at least you will be wide awake when they ask you where you put your big girl pants
think of everything, cause anything happen you have to think and be careful, know your surroundings and the people around you don’t trust to easily.
beware OF THAT BOOTAAAAAAY, BEWAAAAARREEE OF THAT BOOOTAAAY. {Boot I mean. Not like BUTT, boot. like ya know the little bootie little babies wear, yeah that.} THE BOOTIES GONNA COME AND EAT YOUR FAAAACE. IT GOES RAAAAWR IN THE NIIIIIGHT. Thank you, yes I am delusional.
My friend once told me, “Beware of what you see. Your surroundings, what could hurt you. What could haunt you forever.” Then one day, she got eaten by a giant cookie. It was then that I told her, “Beware of my oven, because I don’t have any idea how that cookie got into your house.”
BEWARE. Of the leaky toilets in your house. {Or toilet} It loves to leak, and while your cleaning up after it, it loves to eat you. then flush you. and then your in the sewer, and THEN. YOU HAVE TO WALK ALL THE FROGGIN WAY HOME. RAAAAGE QUIT!!!!
Beware of jumping into the river. That’s what the signs said. And yet we were foolish, impulsive children. So we ignored the danger, jumped headfirst, and got swept away. And we couldn’t go back to when we weren’t hurt.
BEWARE, LOOK IN YOUR CLOSET, YOUR BED. YOUR UNDIES, ANYWHERE FOR ME!!!! BEWWWAAAAREEEEE.
My dog is a fat goat that wears my underwear, and likes to make me beware of her poopies, because she likes to eat other dogs, and then make underwear out of their fur, and she gives the underwear to me, and then steals it, and wears it. Pretending that I made her wear it.
In nightmares, I have once been haunted by a man in a black suit. He would follow me, attempt to track me down. However, I never gave him what he wanted. Because, he wanted my freshly baked cookies, that were sacred to my life. He doesn’t haunt me anymore, but he did say, “Beware, I am always here. Even if I’m not in your dreams.”
beware of the man who has only one legggg!
beware of people’s judgement. the world. beware of how Christ can change your life. beware of how others can change your life good or bad.
Beware, but don’t be afraid…Don’t be nervous. Be adventurous.
My dog is a fat goat. Who wears my underwear and loves to make me beware of her poop.
of dangerous things that can happen in you’re life, there are people who are going to make you furious but you have to deal with them. beware of things that can make you unhappy beware of regret, id say thats the worse thing, just keep going and try not to think of other things that will bring you down.. why am i writing something so inspirational? hmmmm beware of everything? no thats weird, beware is a weird word, it sounds strange to, to be aware is to watch out for things, but beware has a more negative connotation to it be aware beware.
Beware of the things that corrupt your soul. Beware and stand firm in the Lord’s convictions. Stand firm in all that your God has done for you. He is your strong light and He will hold you together. Through out everything, He is the one thing that you can count on.
Beware of dog: is that a sign that dog owners just put up to keep people away and off their property or is their pet really that harmful and ferocious that they feel the need to warn others? Its a very interesting thing to look into.
Beware the old man that creeps. Walks through the night, his shadow grimly walking upon the ground. Beware my child for he may get you and take you down below. Then you’ll never be seen again. Don’t say I didn’t warn you- for here he comes now, my dear.
Beware of dog. That bitch ain’t playing. She’s got the bark of a spaceship liftoff, and the bite of barbed wire braces.
beware of me. Seriously. i am a danger to you. you may not know me. in fact, you may think you know me just by looking at me, but you don’t. you really really dont. It is quite satisfactory actually.
A confetti of feathers and a symphony of squawks. The aviary rattled with fireworks. But the zookeeper inside stood still. As the body was removed from the lion’s lair he cooed to the birds above.
Beware of the sun it will burn your eyes
Beware of the ghosts that come out at night
Beware of the wind it will blow you away
Beware of the glass that so easily breaks
But most of all
Beware of what you hear
We are the creators or worry and fear
beware of the voice in the back of your head
who whispers about demons who wish you were dead.
be careful, dear one, or you will find
that this voice, these demons, will take over your mind.
Danger danger. Look before you leap, you never know what’s going to be below you. Just be careful, anything could happen. There are a lot of possible negatives if you take a chance, but also there are so many amazing things. So beware, but go for it. You never know what could happen, whether it’s negative or positive.
It is not prudent to disregard the thing that proclaims “Beware”.
In fact, it flies in the face of danger, mocks, it and jabs at it with a sharpened pencil.
So when I say “Beware” of your sins, for they will be your downfall, Beware and be aware that they will.
beware of the singing tulips. when they appear this means doom is pending. the tulips can only sing in spring, obviously. however, if you see them bloom one moment after midnight on the last day of spring, beware one thousand times more than before.
There’s a sign on the door with a block-capital notice. Inside the yard is a pitbull, one that hasn’t been trained too well or attentively. It’s the guard dog, bought by someone who knew nothing about dogs. It stands out there day and night, even in the rain. Maybe that’s why it doesn’t behave so well. Maybe that’s why it says “beware.”
of what. of life. of living life. i need to think to write this stuff. now if u dont think how can u write any sense?
…of conservatives.
“Beware of the danger before you”, said Tim the turtle. Of course i completely did not listen to his warning and i kept on going.
This year I need to beware, because love is in the air…yikes!
beware of the monsters that lurk under your bed. don’t worry don’t fret they’re just in your head.
beware of the monsters that lurk in your head. they’ll actually kill. that’s enough said.
of dog
of snakes
of shitty people
of privelige
of cats
of stinky smells
of awkward situations
of of of beware
of legality
“watch out!”, my father yelled. The dragon was coming up close behind me. I ran behind a tree but he lit it on fire, nearly catching my hair as well.
I crouched on the ground, awaiting my death.
she bashed a bottle of wine over my head
and as i reeled i gave her a glass vase
to the face
it turned her mouth dark red, black later on
like she had been gorging on arteries or
fertile soil
we f-cked and i cleaned
her flesh from my teeth with a toothpick
love is not a virtue like kindness, compassion
not a sweet little fruit or flower
love is a gravitational pull, a force of the spirit
it will break your f-cking bones
(and if you don’t stagger under its weight,
you’re doing it wrong)
Beware of strangers. Beware of thinking outside of the box. Beware of travelling to foreign places. Beware of trusting someone who’s hurt you. Beware of living.
beware the jabbawaukee for it is a dangerous beast, a lurker of the shadows, and a hider in the dark
it is a peerer out and a stalker of
it is always watching
constantly waiting
and he never sleeps
breathing watching and waiting
he never sleeps
He onl
of the scary three legged cow that milks itself and runs round in circles and makes fires and laughs about it with evil spawn belonging to neighbouring tadpoles in the little stream in cornwall where holly has a teashop that makes tea and cookies and i knit and lily finds a husband and we all play guitar and sing and dance around the campfire in sheer unadulterated merriment at the joy of life.
Beware of the dog that lives in the abandon haunted house where a old wicked witch died when she was sweeping the floor,no one really knows what happend to her but my guess is that she got killed by a ghost,Nobody went in there since she died,acually NO ONE went in the she maid everyone drop everything right where the door opens.And if someone had to talk to her she would put a tape recorder on her dog and make her dog go out and get the message for her. the dog comes out from the basement once it smells the scent of human.My friend and I went up to the ghastly house.The grass was yellow and dead.In the air you can smell the scent of moldy and dead in the air.The one window was busted out,you can see the old raggedy curtains blowing in the shivering wind.”Are you sure about this Danny?”i asked to my friend.”Of course Josh i am certain,we got a net for the dog and once we got the dog and train him to be nice we can go in the house and find that witch.” “Okay,but if we die someone will find us.”
beware the troubles life brings to you. like your mom yelling at you or heartache. its hard to deal with but it still makes life beautiful.
beware the one who holds the gun
because your heart is in their hand.
beware the scare that decorates your face
because there sits your deepest fear.
beware the words your peers speak
because the truth may not be beneath.
beware the eyes that look and seek
because they can steal your heart.
Beware yourself
Because you are your worst enemy.
You were number one, but things fell, and you never came running. I was a mess for a while after that, wondering why you rose to power on top of all the horror and heartache you caused, while I was left at the lonely bottom. I wanted to run up to them all and scream beware, but that would’ve been too melodramatic. They’d find out eventually–how careless and selfish you are. And if they didn’t?
Then it’d be a match made in heaven.
Beware the truth it hides but it’s always the hiding in fear. It’s illogical response to the feelings in your heart tear you apart but it is it’s own. All alone in the darkness.
beware the stomach ache that ensues when you drink too much coffee. The dark liquid will clean out your bowels and race through your brain, but you will not feel any better. You will still be unemployed and alone when you reach the muddy dregs of your two-shade chrome coffee mug, but at least you will be wide awake when they ask you where you put your big girl pants