i want you to wrap me up in your favorite wrapping paper. i want you to tape me closed tight so suspense buuilds.
i want you to make this the best surprise that’s ever been and i want you to keep it a secret till the time it right.
wrap me up and put a bow on top :)
respect, sometimes you show respect and have to be and look formal for some whether its a party or not and sometimes, you can be a little kid and wear a bow to look pretty (:
It was never easy, being the only girl on stage in that moment. She knew that the only reason she got the chance to stand in front of that very crowd, on that very night, in that very dress she hated was because of Brian. But she did what she had to do in that moment even though she didn’t want to. SHe took her bow.
It is the choice weapon for archers. It has been around for several years and can really pack a punch. It has been used several times in cartoons and television. It has been modified for the modern age several times. Hurray!
I bowed out of my life for that one week. People tugged at me constantly, and it was my turn to shut them out. I flew away to relax and tend to people and chores on my own time. This was something meant only for me, and I didn’t expect anyone to understand. That would have been too simple.
take a bow bow down like a ea u see someone important you bow down to them yea um bow pow like noises too wob bow take a bow i forgo who sings that an yea
I think bowing is a boy thing, but some gals do it. Bows are pretty on people’s heads, also on girls dresses, shoes, and bags. Valentino puts bows on everything. Is the bow the front or back of the ship? I think front. That’s all about bows for now.
Where vines were bowed down with flowers, and dancing trees met with fragile faces and coloured features, far from the earth’s edge. Shadows heave and pant phrases to vile for the ear, yet sing melodies so heavenly the sky tears.
bows are cool. they remind me of bowties. bowties remind me of my 9th grade history teacher. he wore them on tuesdays and thursdays. days of the week make me think of Rebecca Black’s song Friday, which makes me think of a parody made by someone called Prom Night. Prom Night makes me think of homecoming which makes me think of dates which makes me think of Noah, the person i was supposed to go with this past year. Noah makes me think of shows which makes me think of the one i went to on Tuesday. That show reminds me of Nathan ripping his pants which make me remember that i need to get some more pants for the next school year. The next school year makes me wonder if i’ll be attending GHS in the fall. Fall makes me think of boots and boots make me think of Christmas and Christmas makes me think of presents and presents make me wonder what i’ll be getting for my birthday in a couple weeks…Hmm.
Come take a bow. Get on your knees and say you love me. I need the indulgence. I need to feel like I’m in control for once. Bow down to me. Because I need all the attention I can get right now.
Cupid hit me… right in the Heart with his BOW… Full of poison… A bow launched from an arrow… Pain… Weapon… Move out the way dont get hit with the bow full of poisonous LOVE!
I bent in half, keeping my eyes low. I wanted to look up, to see her standing there before me but I knew the risk of punishment was too great. So I kept bent low, picturing something beautiful in my mind.
bow down and give me the respect i deserve the love i need the woman i am deserve for you bow down and show me that i am your queen i need to bow down the an above and tell him he is the reason im still alive i believe that respect can get you anywhere in life bow bow down to only the an above he is the one who will see you through he the one who will give the love you need the an who has continued to love you even when you were wrong the man who will never leave your side when many have in the past
I like to bow. I think it is a show of respect and should be used more frequently. Ever since I learnt Japanese and became immersed by the culture I’ve bowed more often. Not really on purpose either but just to show respect to the person who served me. I would like more people to bow and I would never think that it would be used as a subservient thing. Kneeling and head to the floor – that I don’t like. I will kneel to no person.
Also one has to think of a bow when they see this word ‘bow’. Tying up little blue bows on my teddy bears when I was a child, then taking the bright idea to put them in my own hair. I thought I was very cool.
I will not bow to the politics. The people involved in them are stupid. They are pathetic, selfish, and uncaring human beings that don’t know how to use they’re power properly. They hide things from the public that no one can even begin to imagine just to save their unworthy asses. So I will not bow.
She tied the bow in her hair like she did every single morning. “I am so lucky to have you,” she said to the little girl. The little girl smiled up at her.
“Let’s get ice cream!” she yelled.
“Let’s,” said her mother.
A bow in the hair or a big bow tie can add a special touch to the person. I also like archery so there’s another kind of bow. Maybe we can try them all out.
Well. Take a bow. because you’re doing it again. Trying to take away whats mine. Dont you see? I love him. And he’s happy with me. It may have worked before, but not this time. So go find someone else to attach to. Because he’ll never love you.
the bow atop the cats head suddenly was whisked off by the strong northerly breeze. a young girl stopped and picked it up searching around for it owner but not noticing anyone.
I like to bow to people entering the room. You use a bow to attack people if they don’t bow! You need an L and you get bowl. You add an e and l and you get poop.
Bow : this is simply the wrapping to a present. Am I the present? are you the present? or is the simple fact that we are alive on this earth the present in itself? A bow is the figure head on this figurative present, but in fact a bow is unneeded…. in the pure sublime gift of life.
Under the crescendo of applause, Alice took a bow and left the stage. She sat backstage, striking herself in the cheeks so hard that it would leave bruises for many days. Not good enough. Just not good enough.
Never good enough.
Bow, its a short stumpy word. It reminds me of some bowing to their ruler or king. It also reminds me of the arrow, and bow. A weapon used with fearless gladiators. I now can think bow, the word is a simple small, royal word.
The bow in her hair was satin, it nodded towards the ground as she bowed, the bow of the ship approaching her and the dog in the distance calling “Bow wow! Bow wow!”
I don’t really feel like writing about this word. I would like a more interesting word to write about. This word doesn’t really bring up anything interesting for me to write about. Hmmm. That’s all I have to say about that (:
bow to the King of kings and kneel at His feet! Shout for joy at His mercy, grace, and love :) Dance for He who created the cosmos holds you in His hands as a beloved child
You think Im flexible. You think I can just bend whatever way you push, no matter how far you push me?
Can you see me? Can you see me at all?
You did it you asshole. You broke me. I was a person once. I knew who I was and I had a mind.
My mind feels so heavy now. Sifting through it is like walking in quicksand and I cant seem to stop myself from getting sucked under. Even with you gone, even with every step I take to make sure I’m not reminded of you…I feel your presence lingering behind my back… breathing and waiting for me to turn around and see nothing there, suffocating me in the fear of never being able to feel so purely again. Holding me back, tying me down.
My mind can’t hold this anymore; the weight of what you’ve done to it has caused its sides to bend and bow beyond their capacity. I wasn’t ever supposed to feel this way.
The only thing I find solace in is laying on the cold bathroom tiles. I can feel their smoothness under my fingers. I can feel them grip against the ridges on the tips. My grasp on reality. I hear the sink drip and my breathing. My little brother snores in the room over and tears pool on the floor on either side of my head.
All I did was love you. Now all I can feel is the vortex in my mind, breaking down every little thought I have into nothingness because nothing I think matters anymore. Nothing matters anymore except breathing…one before two, in before out.
bow king queen prince denmark hamlet rehearsal show firehouse stage management fun tiring work glasses sweater wand HARRY POTTER excited friends adults kids all the end sad but epic can’t wait midnight is soon to come
i bow down to you lord oh god i love you and keep your commandments. i like cheese. i lwill grant you one wish. i love to be free and clear and under control. .
A bow was drawn up tight around the “younger” man’s neck. “Hmmm…” Vino mused. “I don’ think this kinda tie is your thing, it ain’t even in style no more…” “What are you talking about, bow ties are cool…” Angel said a bit petulantly, fingering the smooth knotted fabric.
bow. you bow down to your superiors. you can also wear a BOW tie. sometimes you superiors may be wearing the bow tie…or maybe you’re just trying to impress your girlfriend’s parents by sucking up to them and bowing down, wearing a bow tie. bow chicka wow wow.
i want you to wrap me up in your favorite wrapping paper. i want you to tape me closed tight so suspense buuilds.
i want you to make this the best surprise that’s ever been and i want you to keep it a secret till the time it right.
wrap me up and put a bow on top :)
A bow is just a name for a pretty knot.
respect, sometimes you show respect and have to be and look formal for some whether its a party or not and sometimes, you can be a little kid and wear a bow to look pretty (:
I took that final bow a long time ago, but the show isn’t over yet. ‘Encore!’ they cry. ‘More!’ they plead.
Look at my bones. They are old and ruined and cracked with time. I have nothing more to give you. I gave my final bow.
It was never easy, being the only girl on stage in that moment. She knew that the only reason she got the chance to stand in front of that very crowd, on that very night, in that very dress she hated was because of Brian. But she did what she had to do in that moment even though she didn’t want to. SHe took her bow.
It is the choice weapon for archers. It has been around for several years and can really pack a punch. It has been used several times in cartoons and television. It has been modified for the modern age several times. Hurray!
bow-strings upon the penguins back, strumming and playing the music of the fateless. let it inhabit your ears, let it drown you in noise.
I bowed out of my life for that one week. People tugged at me constantly, and it was my turn to shut them out. I flew away to relax and tend to people and chores on my own time. This was something meant only for me, and I didn’t expect anyone to understand. That would have been too simple.
take a bow bow down like a ea u see someone important you bow down to them yea um bow pow like noises too wob bow take a bow i forgo who sings that an yea
I think bowing is a boy thing, but some gals do it. Bows are pretty on people’s heads, also on girls dresses, shoes, and bags. Valentino puts bows on everything. Is the bow the front or back of the ship? I think front. That’s all about bows for now.
Where vines were bowed down with flowers, and dancing trees met with fragile faces and coloured features, far from the earth’s edge. Shadows heave and pant phrases to vile for the ear, yet sing melodies so heavenly the sky tears.
bows are cool. they remind me of bowties. bowties remind me of my 9th grade history teacher. he wore them on tuesdays and thursdays. days of the week make me think of Rebecca Black’s song Friday, which makes me think of a parody made by someone called Prom Night. Prom Night makes me think of homecoming which makes me think of dates which makes me think of Noah, the person i was supposed to go with this past year. Noah makes me think of shows which makes me think of the one i went to on Tuesday. That show reminds me of Nathan ripping his pants which make me remember that i need to get some more pants for the next school year. The next school year makes me wonder if i’ll be attending GHS in the fall. Fall makes me think of boots and boots make me think of Christmas and Christmas makes me think of presents and presents make me wonder what i’ll be getting for my birthday in a couple weeks…Hmm.
I DON’T LIKE BOW. ONE OF MY FRIENDS, SHE LOVES BOW, SHE ALWAYS WEARS A BOW ON HIS HẢI, WHICH I SEE SO CREEPY.
A dog stands on the bow
of a ship wearing a bow -tie
and as the pretty ladies pass by
he gives them a little bow.
Come take a bow. Get on your knees and say you love me. I need the indulgence. I need to feel like I’m in control for once. Bow down to me. Because I need all the attention I can get right now.
Cupid hit me… right in the Heart with his BOW… Full of poison… A bow launched from an arrow… Pain… Weapon… Move out the way dont get hit with the bow full of poisonous LOVE!
I bent in half, keeping my eyes low. I wanted to look up, to see her standing there before me but I knew the risk of punishment was too great. So I kept bent low, picturing something beautiful in my mind.
bow down and give me the respect i deserve the love i need the woman i am deserve for you bow down and show me that i am your queen i need to bow down the an above and tell him he is the reason im still alive i believe that respect can get you anywhere in life bow bow down to only the an above he is the one who will see you through he the one who will give the love you need the an who has continued to love you even when you were wrong the man who will never leave your side when many have in the past
I like to bow. I think it is a show of respect and should be used more frequently. Ever since I learnt Japanese and became immersed by the culture I’ve bowed more often. Not really on purpose either but just to show respect to the person who served me. I would like more people to bow and I would never think that it would be used as a subservient thing. Kneeling and head to the floor – that I don’t like. I will kneel to no person.
Also one has to think of a bow when they see this word ‘bow’. Tying up little blue bows on my teddy bears when I was a child, then taking the bright idea to put them in my own hair. I thought I was very cool.
I will not bow to the politics. The people involved in them are stupid. They are pathetic, selfish, and uncaring human beings that don’t know how to use they’re power properly. They hide things from the public that no one can even begin to imagine just to save their unworthy asses. So I will not bow.
She tied the bow in her hair like she did every single morning. “I am so lucky to have you,” she said to the little girl. The little girl smiled up at her.
“Let’s get ice cream!” she yelled.
“Let’s,” said her mother.
A bow in the hair or a big bow tie can add a special touch to the person. I also like archery so there’s another kind of bow. Maybe we can try them all out.
Well. Take a bow. because you’re doing it again. Trying to take away whats mine. Dont you see? I love him. And he’s happy with me. It may have worked before, but not this time. So go find someone else to attach to. Because he’ll never love you.
i have a bow and arrow, oh wait hes my boyfriend, my bow … i want a bow of rice please with a side of lettuce
I don’t like this word bow
movie
love
lamp
light
night
music
boyfriend
friend
nature
world
eat
mountain
the bow atop the cats head suddenly was whisked off by the strong northerly breeze. a young girl stopped and picked it up searching around for it owner but not noticing anyone.
I like to bow to people entering the room. You use a bow to attack people if they don’t bow! You need an L and you get bowl. You add an e and l and you get poop.
Bow : this is simply the wrapping to a present. Am I the present? are you the present? or is the simple fact that we are alive on this earth the present in itself? A bow is the figure head on this figurative present, but in fact a bow is unneeded…. in the pure sublime gift of life.
Under the crescendo of applause, Alice took a bow and left the stage. She sat backstage, striking herself in the cheeks so hard that it would leave bruises for many days. Not good enough. Just not good enough.
Never good enough.
Bow, its a short stumpy word. It reminds me of some bowing to their ruler or king. It also reminds me of the arrow, and bow. A weapon used with fearless gladiators. I now can think bow, the word is a simple small, royal word.
The bow in her hair was satin, it nodded towards the ground as she bowed, the bow of the ship approaching her and the dog in the distance calling “Bow wow! Bow wow!”
I don’t really feel like writing about this word. I would like a more interesting word to write about. This word doesn’t really bring up anything interesting for me to write about. Hmmm. That’s all I have to say about that (:
bow to the King of kings and kneel at His feet! Shout for joy at His mercy, grace, and love :) Dance for He who created the cosmos holds you in His hands as a beloved child
You think Im flexible. You think I can just bend whatever way you push, no matter how far you push me?
Can you see me? Can you see me at all?
You did it you asshole. You broke me. I was a person once. I knew who I was and I had a mind.
My mind feels so heavy now. Sifting through it is like walking in quicksand and I cant seem to stop myself from getting sucked under. Even with you gone, even with every step I take to make sure I’m not reminded of you…I feel your presence lingering behind my back… breathing and waiting for me to turn around and see nothing there, suffocating me in the fear of never being able to feel so purely again. Holding me back, tying me down.
My mind can’t hold this anymore; the weight of what you’ve done to it has caused its sides to bend and bow beyond their capacity. I wasn’t ever supposed to feel this way.
The only thing I find solace in is laying on the cold bathroom tiles. I can feel their smoothness under my fingers. I can feel them grip against the ridges on the tips. My grasp on reality. I hear the sink drip and my breathing. My little brother snores in the room over and tears pool on the floor on either side of my head.
All I did was love you. Now all I can feel is the vortex in my mind, breaking down every little thought I have into nothingness because nothing I think matters anymore. Nothing matters anymore except breathing…one before two, in before out.
bow king queen prince denmark hamlet rehearsal show firehouse stage management fun tiring work glasses sweater wand HARRY POTTER excited friends adults kids all the end sad but epic can’t wait midnight is soon to come
i bow down to you lord oh god i love you and keep your commandments. i like cheese. i lwill grant you one wish. i love to be free and clear and under control. .
A bow was drawn up tight around the “younger” man’s neck. “Hmmm…” Vino mused. “I don’ think this kinda tie is your thing, it ain’t even in style no more…” “What are you talking about, bow ties are cool…” Angel said a bit petulantly, fingering the smooth knotted fabric.
An arrow
in the center
of the world;
A bowman
with no feelings
he just shoots
and keeps shooting;
the world is bleeding.
THE LITTLE BOW TIE
my bow is nice,
i wear it
whilst eating
rice
nothing can compare
i love my
little bow tie
The End.
bow. you bow down to your superiors. you can also wear a BOW tie. sometimes you superiors may be wearing the bow tie…or maybe you’re just trying to impress your girlfriend’s parents by sucking up to them and bowing down, wearing a bow tie. bow chicka wow wow.