Saturday 31 December 2011

top free Foolish SMS 1

1. O FOOL you are the most Beautiful, Wonder FOOL & WolorFOOL Among all FOOLS

2. Everything is incomplete without 'me'.
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co__dy
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so__thing
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even the __ssage
So dont 4get 'ME'!!

3. A study has proved that all fools use their THUMB while reading a SMS.
Now its 2 late dont try to change ur finger! Catch another fool

4. WARNING ! ! !
This is a VIRUS . . .
When you turn your phone off it WON'T WORK AGAIN

5. This cat, is cat, a cat, good cat, way cat, to cat, keep cat, an cat, idiot cat, busy cat, for cat,20 cat, seconds cat !... Now read it without the word cat.

6. In your life, when you wake up & don't see any one, then come to me, i'll be there to hold ur hand & take you to the EYE SPECIALIST

7. When the grass was closely mown,
Walking on the lawn alone,
In the turf a hole I found,
And hid a soldier underground.
Spring and daisies came apace;
Grasses hide my hiding place;
Grasses run like a green sea
Oer the lawn up to my knee.

8. Is it so small a thing
To have enjoyed the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved, to have thought, to have done?

9. No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn.
April is a promise that May is bound to keep, and we know it.

10. An altered look about the hills;
A Tyrian light the village fills;
A wider sunrise in the dawn;
A deeper twilight on the lawn;
A print of a vermilion foot;
A purple finger on the slope;
A flippant fly upon the pane;
A spider at his trade again;
An added strut in chanticleer;
A flower expected everywhere ...

11. Beauty is a form of genius - is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation. It is of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon

12. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,
A box where sweets compacted lie.

13. From some home a jade flute sends dark notes drifting,
Scattering on the spring wind that fills Lo-yang.
Tonight, if we should hear the willow-breaking song,
Who could help but long for the gardens of home?

14. In the landscape of Spring there is neither
better or worse.
The flowering branches grow naturally,
some long, some short.

15. I think that no matter how old or infirm I may become, I will always plant a large garden in the spring.
Who can resist the feelings of hope and joy that one gets from participating in natures rebirth?

16. I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers:
Of April, May, or June, and July flowers.
I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of the bridal cakes.

17. When the time is ripe for certain things,
these things appear in different places in the manner
of violets coming to light in the early spring.

18. O Day after day we cant help growing older.
Year after year spring cant help seeming younger.
Come lets enjoy our winecup today,
Nor pity the flowers fallen.

19. Lord, what fools these mortals be.

20. The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself a fool.

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