When I say best I mean scalable and fast. I am switching from .net due to the overhead and slow down- not to mention MS licensing fees on servers. I have been told Ruby on Rails is the way to go but that is what twitter uses- and well- they are having performance issues. The other 2 I have looked at is PHP with CakePHP MVC and J2EE.
My Dearest Adonai- have not You ve seen a moment such as this-
It is Your servan ts longing for wealth so with silver and gold
Seal it with a kiss.
Hug him with diamonds- with rubies or with pearls
It doesn t matter which-
As long as his money stacks way up to the heavens
Wherefore- even the angels can see You have made him rich.
Remember what the author of Psalms (10:1-5) said long ago:
All the wicked thoughts there is no room for God. They curse
They curse the Lord. Yet- they propser at all times-
Nevertheless- Yoour poor servant says: "Both riches and honor
Come from Adonai as he glorifies You in words and in rhymes.
So let his cries for prosperity no longer come from his mouth
in times he prey-
As the wealth You shall give him answers everything- in return-
My Lord- be exalted &glorified in words he shall say:
"How great Thou are."
I love You- my Great God-
The Skunk
...Here tis.
My Twisted Fairytale
Within this castle built of splintered stones-
We waltz to a sore- irregular beat.
The music stops- you stand so alone-
Retrieving your lack of intimacy.
You held me distant with neoprene arms-
Apathetic untruths set- come midnight.
Darkness long fallen on your pale- fake charms-
You fought my hate only to lose the fight.
My besotted prince- hold tight to your lies-
And repent them remembering our last dance.
Think back to our love- laced with cyanide-
Wonder if twas worth dying for that chance.
For I left you death-wishes- poisoned arrows-
Cupid s benign gift on Valentine s Day.
I ll hold your hand- and weep in mock sorrow-
Grinning calmly as your world fades to gray.
As my heart tears itself open- corrupt-
Your blood on my hands glistens ruby red.
Unmoved- our bitter passion errupts-
To fill the throat of Pain- happily fed.
Ringing from the ballroom floor where you died-
I hear your mad- sadistic laughter.
The one sound that s ever satisfied-
My perverse "happily ever after."
What did you think? Did it flow alright- or do you still feel like it s missing something? Critiques- please. :)
Thanks for reading <3
;) Thanks for all the help everyone...didn t expect to get stars- so that was nice! <3
The insurance agent needed an estimate on Karen s jewels. Karen told the agent that all but two were rubies- all but two were diamonds and all but two were emeralds.
How many jewels did she have?
Mine is cairn terrier only cuz i have 3 of em named Toto- Dorothy- and Ruby because Toto in the Wizard of Oz is A cairn so I decided Toto- Dorothy- and Ruby were good names.\
Just to let you know
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