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God has two Brothers AND Sisters, yours and mine. ANZAC DAY, we are ashamed that our Brothers and Sisters had to give their life. EVERYBODY, white, black, brindle.
WE don't celebrate, WE ask you, WHY?
BRUNSWICK VALLEY, NSW, AUSTRALIA.
That's north from Avalon Beach.
G'DAY, I'm John Farley.  And I'm Petal, I'm a poem too, he's a dag, love is blind.
We live at OCEAN SHORES, NSW, Australia.
MY NAME'S Petal, LOVE ME.
My Story.
A blinding flash, I've been taken, I've met a man with a camera my inner self is shakin'.
Who is my new love, he said "he's very unobtrusive".
He wanted to see me at my best. "I'm only a flower" but he said, your beauty is heavenly but elusive.
He captured me at my finest time, I was putting on quite a show, my purple dress took his breath away and his face was all a glow.
I let out all my esters, my fragrance flowed and my scent turned his face crimson.
I'm just a flower when's all is said but I could see he was so winsome
And then he put me in my place, never forget this my dearest love, you are God given and you're special you're my purple dove.
He swore he would never take my morning bloom; he wants me for my inner self and now I feel no gloom.
He is going to make me famous, put me somewhere nice.
But I'll bet he's taken many flowers and will I pay the price.
Even so my petals glow and I really turned petite, you're the one he said and you'll join my club elite.
He has some friends in a far away place with whom he'd like to share, but I will never forget his blinding flash it's him my life will share.
He's placed me in his life' I'll be with him forever; I blush deep purple just to think; oh he's so very clever.
He wants to place me in an album and I will be at the centre, that's the reason I'm blushing now, I'm going to let him enter.
His story;
My gorgeous little petal with purple blush you've smitten, an ordinary bloke before you smiled at me my love, is this how love it is written'.
Nothing in my world compares with your early morning blush; peace has entered, gloom and sadness lifted, in a lovely purple rush.
I had to capture your wondrous face please forgive my rude intrusion, your stood out like a beacon light my feelings are confusing.
You tantalized my senses your perfume was matchless so supreme, I love you my Petal dear you have shattered my very being.
With your permission can I show you to some very special friends.
GO smelltheflowers is there name and they have a special place.
Petal, they want to meet you, greet you. Will you share with them your face?
Remember this my little bloom they love flowers without equal, so unique.
I adore you now beyond compare, see you soon little purple bloom until next time that we speak.
Sadness strikes now, but I will always see your face, your beauty may fade but never die.
But I have a special picture and all my days will have, we had a lovely interlude, a love story you and I.
John Farley, AKA johnfarlsbrunz 2008
John D. Farley in the formal sense. SUPER WEBLOG AND RICH STUFF.
AKA, johnfarls, johnfarlsbrunz, schooners.
  
    
The darling of my life, me Mum and the Bundarmar Galah. (you choose).
Welcome to my life, my mom and the little women, my boys, love is real.
A web site designer I am not, a photographer dito, I am known in the wider community as the worst photographer ever. But grammer aside, you have reached the site of JohnFarls.com just an ordinary bloke. Partner, If you wan't tittilating images. Sorry I don't know tit from wren.
Commiserations go out to (http://www.webhostingsolutions.com.au), his expertise has made possible this web site, it has increased my resolve to beat him at something, how is this Warne, I am older, therefore I am wiser.
OK, if you would like to join me in a trip down memory lane, we visit my many schools, Plunkett Street Woolloomooloo, Bega Valley Primary School, Blackfriars Correspondence School to name a few. The Sheep Stations, Boonoke, Bundarmar, my life as an Avalon Milkman and "Pancho" me mate, my days in Avalon Beach Surf Club, my dear wife SHIRLEY and my boys and family. Woolloomooloo and the 'Paper Boy', Palmer St and the Harley Davidson and the Galah, stuff we got up to as kids, the Bega Valley, Tathra and 'Moon Bay', (don't tell anybody!). My Jobs in Water Treatment, Swimming Pools, Engineering and many others. How I describe my life being a 'DUNLOP VOLLEY' person and the hundreds of miles therein, tall tales and true. Excuse the spoken word and the occasional adjective, after all thats life, come with me and forgive the purile attempts at humour. Follow the title bar if you can.
Sometimes I get fair dinkum.
Apologies, not needed I'm sure to; Sorry Mr.Gibson, (and Mr.(Mad) Max, Sirs), Mr. Bridge, Miss Binnie. Mr. Little Buddy Michael, Binnie and Zack and Big Dave's Fishing Adventures, Mr. Bluewren.
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WORK IN PROGRESS
Late news: the continuation of johnfarls.com, THE MOVE NORTH, has entered an epoch. (http://www.johnfarlsbrunz.com/). Give me a coupla' weeks.
Share and compare, my culture is Australian, my experiences are international. Everybody's been a milkman have you not?
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