Welcome {back} to the Two Dog Pond Necklace Contest. This is where you submit a comment/phrase/word/quote that you think would be perfect for the back side of a soldered glass pendant. On Friday a winner will be chosen to receive said necklace with their words on it - on a chain. Yes - it's that easy and that fun! Enter often~complete rules are on the sidebar.Let the games begin!
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Love this image! And the first thing that came to mind were the lyrics from George Gershwin's song
Swanee!
How I love you, how I love my dear ol' Swanee
Our ugly duckling days are long gone
From ugly ducklings to beautiful swans
I see this one in an oval shape for some reason.
Birds of a feather flock together
All I have to do is kiss you...right?
Watch that beak, buster!
What poem by Yeats?
Beauty and the Beast
Mmmm...Turducken.
You know what a turducken is? A chicken in a duck in a turkey?
I've already won, ut I wanted to play along anyway. ;O)
the first thing that came to my mind was the story of the ugly duckling... i can just see her as a nob kneed kid with awkward elbows and pigtails that all the boys pulled.. therefore a submit:
Ugly ducklings no more
Yes, I agree. Having a long, beautiful neck is both a blessing and a curse.
Neck-ed Beauty
Sticking my neck out here, don't let me down.
"First time in this neck of the woods?"
So he flew away with out a backwards glance? Men can be such birdbrains!
That's stretching it!
Party Neck-ed
Men can be such a pain in the neck!
Talk about pain in the neck!
Being this gorgeous can be a real pain in the neck.
Photo 2 seconds before he plucked her eye out.
Just pondering the questions of life!
different worlds same dream
good one jody!
Same glamour, different species
Glam Girls
Drama Queens
Naturally Beautiful
Swapping beauty secrets
This is a beauty, Rachel!
HeatherJ
"if they could see us NOW!"
Tuesday's child is full of grace
Which way to Swan Lake?
Sitting Pretty
Dreams come true.
Graceful as a swan
been waiting long
waiting for the right moment
calm and serene
all we need is a pond
Sabra....bahahahahhaah...crackin' me up.
dance with slippers, dance with wings
"their hearts have not grown old"
from the Wild Swans at Coole by W.B. Yeats
Kiss you? But you have no lips!
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