The dustbin slid slowly underneath the broom and the last bit of dust left the now polished floor. He looked around the room and found himself to be quite proud of his work. “I don’t know what she’s always complaining about.” he jousted as he placed his hands akimbo. “This is quite easy.”
yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay
lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz
Sweep is in the present tense and starts with an “s”. For instance your parents or you can sweep the house, or you can sweep through a song, which maens that you go really fast. I cannot really think about anything else to write for sweep so I am just going to say random things. My name used to be……… wait never mind somebody alreaady knows that and would know who I am anywhays my name now is,…………. I do not know. Hey that is a good one Bye my time is now up!
yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay
No one knows who i am because i never told you who i am and i like it that way because when nobody knows who your are everything is better that way, so lets just leave like that and make sure no body know who “No one knows” is ok?
I have a large broom that I use to sweep the garage floor — something I do each spring, summer, fall. Usually the leaves blow in if we leave one of our four garage doors open. The floors look so nice after they have been swept. Sweeping also
She swept through the crowd, knocking glasses out of hands and treading on feet. She finally reached him and swung a massive blow across his face with her bare hand. The party had their attention now, as the music was turned down. The drama was to begin.
Under the rug. Everything I felt is now under the rug. I don’t know where this rug came from, perhaps I stole it. Or created it myself. Maybe someone gave it to me a long time ago. I’ll never know. But the imminent judgement and rejection was too much to carry. I was weak. So I dropped everything- responsibility, honor, faith.
How do you tell your Christian family that you are with child and without husband?
I didn’t want that life for a kid. Nor did I want that life for my kid’s father, the son of a pastor.
So I buried the secret. I killed the problem and buried it.
Sweeping. Swept. Feeling swept under by life. Feeling like there’s not a lot here to do or to see so we sweep. We put the dust under the rug, and take the rug outside to beat. We’re not quite sure what we’re doing and we don’t know why it matters. There’s one man who understands what I mean and I alienated him a long time ago. He has sandy blonde hair and eyes as clear and misty as rain.
In one sweeping movement she knocked everything off the kitchen counter and onto the floor. The pasta went everywhere, rolling underneath the table and into the little cracks beneath the cupboard, and the sauce jar exploded on the tiles. It looked like there had been some mini – but extreme – food fight.
i could’nt sweep another bit of dust nor dirt…it had been all I could do. And afterwards i mopped it all again as i was sure the police would do the very best looking for any evidence to put me in their sites.
She swept the question away, pretending the matter was of no consequence to her. Little did Troy know the significance of what he just said. He hadn’t e
really? sweep? are you kidding me you could have seriously chosen a more interesting word such as: flying, cold, or rocky pencils dehydration syndrome. Jesus you guys know what you’re doing over there? cuz this is bull!
You sweep the dying leaves off the crying street. We live in tears and but you don’t sweep ours. You walk away with your leaves and leave us alone on that street. The leaves fell from your pocket and screamed our name but you walked away.
you wear me like a secret–
between the blades of your shoulders,
that spot where your thighs rub;
as a tingle on your nape, or
a bruise on the back
of your knee.
you wear me like a secret–
but i won’t be your
best kept one.
She hated sweeping. Her chores were a bother, especially considering it wasn’t a cute little cottage to clean, it was a mansion. She suspected that Mrs. Moll knew she was having an affair with her husband, but Allison didn’t like to think that way. She was innocent until proven guilty.
To clear away anything
What may upset you
What may thrill you
Who may annoy you
Who may wish you harm
Past wishes
Past endeavors
Things that should be gone
But you can’t let go
But you should
You have moved on
And you have started over
Let it go
Let yourself enjoy the new world
Sweep it out of your mind
And let him into your heart
Because we both know you’re terrified
Of jumping in again
Because scars take a while to heal
But he’s helped you
And you know that
Trust him
Explicitly.
sweep is an onomatopoeia, when you ‘sweep’ a broom it makes a ‘sweeping’ noise. it also reminds me of cinderella’s ball gown sweeping across the floor as she dances with the handsome prince charming at the ball.
Her broom made small scratching noises as she swept it over the hall. Sweep. Scratch. Scritch, sweep. The straw over stone made her want to scream. How many times had she done this? Thousands. And still she hated it. Every moment of the day, hated it. there was no end to the castle halls, no rest for her. Every corner must be swept, all the dirt swept away. Just like her dreams.
Gwinnett deputies search for hundreds in warrant sweep… The Chimney Sweeper (Odezia atrata) is a moth…Sweep picking is a guitar playing technique in which a ‘sweeping’ motion of the pick is combined with a matching fret hand technique to produce a specific series of notes which are fast and fluid in sound. A sweep account is an account set up at a bank or other financial institution where the funds are automatically managed between a primary cash account and secondary investment accounts…
My thoughts in my mind in always seeming never ending motion. Just use it, just move move through the wind the cave the shutter the inescapable circle. Sweep. Move. Live, Dry your hands of all that came before and all that will yet come. All is illusion, nothing comes before us, nothing ends, All is swept away.
I sweep the floor at my apartment floor as I sing a tune I heard as a child. Why would anyone want to ruin such a beautiful tune in beat with the sweeping of my broom? Perhaps we will never know why.
Love is a sweeping feeling, taking full control of you and all your actions. It leaves you with nowhere left to turn, no other emotions to feel and express. Love is like a tidal wave through your heart, pumping blood quickly at the sight of a smile or a twinkle in their eye.
The broom was old, with missing pieces. The worn out wire that curled around the bristles no longer corralled all the straw. But it still swept. So she swept with it. The old woman with the old broom sweeping the old dirt from the old floor for newness.
“Before you ask, I’m holding up just fine.”
“You’ve been crying.”
“I haven’t. Just dust. In my eyes.”
“Know something about dust?”
“What?”
“You can’t quite sweep it up. There’ll always be some left, in the corners. If you want to be really thorough, it needs to be washed out. With water, perhaps.”
“…Thanks.”
“Always glad to share housekeeping tips.”
he was slowly sweeping the floor after the party when it struck him. What had she meant by “tomorrow”? Did she mean that it was going to happen then, or that tomorrow they would discuss it more. He looked around at the paper confetti surrounding him, sighed, and continued to sweep.
That’s what they called me, “The Sweeper”. They used to hire me to go into towns and villages and wrangle up all the dead, lead them to a safe zone so they could be killed again. I swept half the country clean.
Malheureusement je ne connais pas ce mot. Mais en français ca sonne comme quelqu’un qui glisse. Genre y’a un mec dans la rue, une peau de banane jettée par un macaque méchant, et SWEEP le mec se casse la gueule.
I sweep across the floor, slowly, like a dream. He comes towards me. Holds me close and sweeps me off my feet with his eyes – staring into mine! Such a beautiful man!
Sweeping change is coming for the Swiffer. It’s a sweeping action that also sucks as it sweeps. The tiny molecules in the floor now forceably removed with the greatest of ease.
The dustbin slid slowly underneath the broom and the last bit of dust left the now polished floor. He looked around the room and found himself to be quite proud of his work. “I don’t know what she’s always complaining about.” he jousted as he placed his hands akimbo. “This is quite easy.”
yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay
lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz lulz
Sweep is in the present tense and starts with an “s”. For instance your parents or you can sweep the house, or you can sweep through a song, which maens that you go really fast. I cannot really think about anything else to write for sweep so I am just going to say random things. My name used to be……… wait never mind somebody alreaady knows that and would know who I am anywhays my name now is,…………. I do not know. Hey that is a good one Bye my time is now up!
yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay yay yay yay SWEEP yay
clean the floor with a broom. Remove the dirt of the ground !
No one knows who i am because i never told you who i am and i like it that way because when nobody knows who your are everything is better that way, so lets just leave like that and make sure no body know who “No one knows” is ok?
Sincerely,
No Body Knows
I have a large broom that I use to sweep the garage floor — something I do each spring, summer, fall. Usually the leaves blow in if we leave one of our four garage doors open. The floors look so nice after they have been swept. Sweeping also
She swept through the crowd, knocking glasses out of hands and treading on feet. She finally reached him and swung a massive blow across his face with her bare hand. The party had their attention now, as the music was turned down. The drama was to begin.
Under the rug. Everything I felt is now under the rug. I don’t know where this rug came from, perhaps I stole it. Or created it myself. Maybe someone gave it to me a long time ago. I’ll never know. But the imminent judgement and rejection was too much to carry. I was weak. So I dropped everything- responsibility, honor, faith.
How do you tell your Christian family that you are with child and without husband?
I didn’t want that life for a kid. Nor did I want that life for my kid’s father, the son of a pastor.
So I buried the secret. I killed the problem and buried it.
Sweeping. Swept. Feeling swept under by life. Feeling like there’s not a lot here to do or to see so we sweep. We put the dust under the rug, and take the rug outside to beat. We’re not quite sure what we’re doing and we don’t know why it matters. There’s one man who understands what I mean and I alienated him a long time ago. He has sandy blonde hair and eyes as clear and misty as rain.
In one sweeping movement she knocked everything off the kitchen counter and onto the floor. The pasta went everywhere, rolling underneath the table and into the little cracks beneath the cupboard, and the sauce jar exploded on the tiles. It looked like there had been some mini – but extreme – food fight.
i could’nt sweep another bit of dust nor dirt…it had been all I could do. And afterwards i mopped it all again as i was sure the police would do the very best looking for any evidence to put me in their sites.
She swept the question away, pretending the matter was of no consequence to her. Little did Troy know the significance of what he just said. He hadn’t e
sweep she said as maggie grabed the broom. Sweep…hurry and maggie pulled the broom infront of the current of wine and the shattered glass.
really? sweep? are you kidding me you could have seriously chosen a more interesting word such as: flying, cold, or rocky pencils dehydration syndrome. Jesus you guys know what you’re doing over there? cuz this is bull!
A broom. constant motion. dirt is scattered back and forth as sweat rolls down my arm and into my glove. the const
Ok. Sweep. Sweep me. Sweep me away. Ok? Sweep me away
You sweep the dying leaves off the crying street. We live in tears and but you don’t sweep ours. You walk away with your leaves and leave us alone on that street. The leaves fell from your pocket and screamed our name but you walked away.
you wear me like a secret–
between the blades of your shoulders,
that spot where your thighs rub;
as a tingle on your nape, or
a bruise on the back
of your knee.
you wear me like a secret–
but i won’t be your
best kept one.
She hated sweeping. Her chores were a bother, especially considering it wasn’t a cute little cottage to clean, it was a mansion. She suspected that Mrs. Moll knew she was having an affair with her husband, but Allison didn’t like to think that way. She was innocent until proven guilty.
To clear away anything
What may upset you
What may thrill you
Who may annoy you
Who may wish you harm
Past wishes
Past endeavors
Things that should be gone
But you can’t let go
But you should
You have moved on
And you have started over
Let it go
Let yourself enjoy the new world
Sweep it out of your mind
And let him into your heart
Because we both know you’re terrified
Of jumping in again
Because scars take a while to heal
But he’s helped you
And you know that
Trust him
Explicitly.
sweep is an onomatopoeia, when you ‘sweep’ a broom it makes a ‘sweeping’ noise. it also reminds me of cinderella’s ball gown sweeping across the floor as she dances with the handsome prince charming at the ball.
Her broom made small scratching noises as she swept it over the hall. Sweep. Scratch. Scritch, sweep. The straw over stone made her want to scream. How many times had she done this? Thousands. And still she hated it. Every moment of the day, hated it. there was no end to the castle halls, no rest for her. Every corner must be swept, all the dirt swept away. Just like her dreams.
Gwinnett deputies search for hundreds in warrant sweep… The Chimney Sweeper (Odezia atrata) is a moth…Sweep picking is a guitar playing technique in which a ‘sweeping’ motion of the pick is combined with a matching fret hand technique to produce a specific series of notes which are fast and fluid in sound. A sweep account is an account set up at a bank or other financial institution where the funds are automatically managed between a primary cash account and secondary investment accounts…
My thoughts in my mind in always seeming never ending motion. Just use it, just move move through the wind the cave the shutter the inescapable circle. Sweep. Move. Live, Dry your hands of all that came before and all that will yet come. All is illusion, nothing comes before us, nothing ends, All is swept away.
I sweep the floor at my apartment floor as I sing a tune I heard as a child. Why would anyone want to ruin such a beautiful tune in beat with the sweeping of my broom? Perhaps we will never know why.
Love is a sweeping feeling, taking full control of you and all your actions. It leaves you with nowhere left to turn, no other emotions to feel and express. Love is like a tidal wave through your heart, pumping blood quickly at the sight of a smile or a twinkle in their eye.
The broom was old, with missing pieces. The worn out wire that curled around the bristles no longer corralled all the straw. But it still swept. So she swept with it. The old woman with the old broom sweeping the old dirt from the old floor for newness.
“Before you ask, I’m holding up just fine.”
“You’ve been crying.”
“I haven’t. Just dust. In my eyes.”
“Know something about dust?”
“What?”
“You can’t quite sweep it up. There’ll always be some left, in the corners. If you want to be really thorough, it needs to be washed out. With water, perhaps.”
“…Thanks.”
“Always glad to share housekeeping tips.”
My thoughts swept back and forth through my mind. Was this it? Was this what I need or what I wanted?
he was slowly sweeping the floor after the party when it struck him. What had she meant by “tomorrow”? Did she mean that it was going to happen then, or that tomorrow they would discuss it more. He looked around at the paper confetti surrounding him, sighed, and continued to sweep.
That’s what they called me, “The Sweeper”. They used to hire me to go into towns and villages and wrangle up all the dead, lead them to a safe zone so they could be killed again. I swept half the country clean.
“all day long you’ve been at this.”
“yes, seeing as i was the one doing the sweeping i am certain that i have in fact been at this all day.”
“well i’m just saying, maybe it’s time to take a break?”
“never, my friend, for the floor is never clean.”
sweep swept and swampt with wwords why simplify swompt with time no time to ryme just sweep me away from this page pwees
broomsticks and witches, cinderella and magic, hard stone floors, sleeping beauty, bedknobs and broomsticks, fireplace, garbage, sooty and…
i don’t know what it means, i guess it’s something that help to sleep ! It’s a soft word, i like to hear the son of this word in my ears.
Malheureusement je ne connais pas ce mot. Mais en français ca sonne comme quelqu’un qui glisse. Genre y’a un mec dans la rue, une peau de banane jettée par un macaque méchant, et SWEEP le mec se casse la gueule.
I sweep across the floor, slowly, like a dream. He comes towards me. Holds me close and sweeps me off my feet with his eyes – staring into mine! Such a beautiful man!
Sweeping is just very tedious and lame. I mean honestly, who really likes sweeping. It’s only making the surface clean.
Sweeping change is coming for the Swiffer. It’s a sweeping action that also sucks as it sweeps. The tiny molecules in the floor now forceably removed with the greatest of ease.