Our average girl was very pleased today, because she looked in the mirror this morning and realized that she suddenly had abs. She had been disappointed over the summer because it seemed like she had a little pouch beginning. Through her weeks of school, the pouch disappeared and she was much more fit that she has ever been.
omg omg, how come i’m so stupid? it’s the only word i don’t know right now. but oh boy, i studied so hard! how come i forgot? what does it mean again?
teacher is going to be mad again … don’t even wanna think about my parents … uf!
nina
Kangaroos have pouches and they have their baby joey’s sit in them. My milk used to come in a pouch when I was in elementary school. Pouch reminds me of fanny pack. Pouch looks like punch. Pouches is a weird word.
Kyrie
I put the flowers in the pouch inside my pocketbook; saving them for the vase to put on my windowsill. The yellow would look beautiful in the pale green kitchen.
Anna
Pouch. What comes to mind about a pouch? It is like a pocket which is able to hold items inside it. Most people would like to wear as a purse or wristlet.
Tamara Klein
Pouches have been around for as long as I can remember. To me when I think of pouches I always think of those Capri Sun juice pouches. Or I would always think of the local Halmark with that giant case of rocks and you could take a pouch and fill it with rocks for only 5 dollars.
Tristina
This is something that you can carry things in, and if you’re a kangaroo, it’s your baby. Other than that, I think I’d like a pouch of money. Or gold.
Lynne Cawley
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Lucy Targett
i once had a hamster named pouch. he was a dwarf hamster and i thought he was practically god. his brother, tickle was a lazy ass but pouch would run on that damn hamster wheel half the night. they both died a week after i got them. since i was only 10, i cried for a month. it was a little disconcerting and strange how much i missed him. i wonder what his true story is.
tonie
And from his long cloak he pulled out a tiny pouch, covered in shimmery blue and purple hues. Tiny diamonds were splashed across the fabric and it had a glimmering gold chain that held the tiny sac together at the mouth.
“Something special ought to be stored in there,” remarked Unice peering up at the old man. Turning his dark green eyes downward he simply replied,
she carried a little pouch with her at all times. it was an inconspicuous little thing, mistaken for a necklace and easily hidden under her shirt, but it was so very very precious to her. there wasn’t much inside. a photo of her when she was still happy, a penny for her thoughts, and a little locket and always reminded of him no matter how much she wished otherwise and always came back to her no matter how much she wanted otherwise.
she had a small pouch in her bag. it has all the cosmetics she needed as she went out: a lipstick and eye pencil.
kaorita
I have no idea what this word pouch is.. But it reminds me of couch, which is a word and a thing I pretty much keep sacred. I loooove sleeping on the couch even though I wake up with a pain in my neck for sleeping in a bad position. COUCHES ARE AMAZING. Therefor I love the word pouch <3 :D:D Over and out
– Florina
Florina
So that’s where I decided to place it. After walking around the rugged neighborhood all day, my palms were sweaty and my heals were bruised. I had to get rid of it! I saw this beautiful business women holing a leather pouch outside of an old parlor. I didn’t even think, I just got rid of the God-forsaken thing.
The pouch that a momma kangaroo carries her baby in. How convenient it would be if humans had those! I’d love to have a pouch to hold my baby in, close to my heart.
Kate
what a strange thing. The pouch was just lying there, and I had no idea where it came from… From the recess of my mind, I realized that the vortex must have opened while I was sleeping. I guess it’s all over now. Oh, no! Where’s Fido? Darn that dog. He must have been transported to Kansas.
Viola Troiani
The cruel animal ripped the pouch from my hand. Its bloody fangs swung the pouch savagely. I was frozen with terror, I always thought I’d be able to handle a situation like this but this was too real. I tried to scream, but realizing the beast was distracted by the pouch I sprinted hoping to escape. The beady eyes of the hideous monster stopped me in my tracks. It was done with the pouch and it’s next course was me. I started to panic, even more than before. I started to hyperventilate, which I tend to do under stress. Then I stopped. And laughed. The monster lashed at me.The world melted away as my skin was being torn off bit by bit. The pain was unbearable, but the laughing ceased to stop. A thick fog covered the few objects I could still make out, and a cold hand reached for me. I took it and it pulled me away from the world I thought I knew so well..
an animal keep a baby in it’s pouch. I guess we use purses, bags and snugglies. No baby in the purse but dogs in a purse in the subway, that’s fun poochie pouch.
Jenny Howland
I’ts the third time I got this word now, is there something not working here? I got qutie excited when I found this page and then I find out it doesn’t even work, bummer.
Lovisa
well, everyone has many pouches, in their minds, their homes, their clothes, they’re all over the place, but its what we fill them with is what is important. a pouch. we needed to utilize them to the best of our ability.
somewhere where one puts small items that can be used readily and at their convenience.
bryar
I think pouch is some kind a pocket. I imagine the pouch of the princess Peach where she guard her most precious things, specially her jewels and her telepathy transmitter with with she talks to Mario using her own mind. She regrets something and longs for a man she will never meet.
David
mondy pauch, kangaroo, hidden pocket, slouch, couch, few rhymes. Why this need to hurry and spout? Warm comforting place of nourishment within, nurturing my inner child/embryonic security. Love.
Valerahaha
The kangaroo’s pouch was filled with a new, fragile life as the joey emerged from his short fifteen days inside his mother’s womb. His first thought, “Feed Me!!!” She gladly obliges him and smiles as she feels his tiny, toothless mouth latch on to her body.
Alex
I sat on the couch.
Wait,
I misread the word. It’s pouch, isn’t it?
Wow. Imagine if this was the SATs- I’d have most certainly answered that question incorrectly. It’d be kind of pathetic, if we all made mistakes like that.
Shell
it was small and suave, lashed on to the niche between her waist and her jacket. inside: a tiny notebook with a velvet cover and handmade paper. a pen that bled ink blue as the blood of the monarchs. a metal carton of yellow balm that smelled of lemon, and winter, and everything new.
This small pouch is all i have. It contains my hopes, my fears, my dreams, my nightmares, but most importantly it contains my happiness, because that is all i have left to live off of. All i have in my life is this pouch. And im completely fine with that.
Rachel Peterson
kangaroos have pouches. i have a kangaroo beanie baby that has a baby kangaroo in its pouch. i have too many stuffed animals and i need to get rid of most of them. i sometimes am afraid that if i’m mean to my stuffed animals they’ll kill me in my sleep.
The mamma kangaroo had a pouch in front of her. Her baby joey was snuggled in close to her. She was very loving and protective of her babe. It was a warm day under the Austrailian sky.
gina
I have a pouch. It hold all of my special items and belongings. It holds a picture of my grandma and I at the beach. My pouch is green, like spring. My pouch always goes with me wherever I go.
Olivia
one day i was riding my bike when i passed something on the ground. It was a small pouch but when i opened it i found something so unexpected, something out of this world.
Rachel Peterson
no… Im NOT writing this… bad topic… anyways my kitty disapproves. And he usually approves….
i keep a pouch in my house and i never wear frowns, not really falling up but im never jumping down.
gerald
what the hell is a pouch? why isn’t it just bag? WHY!? OMG why is it becoming do hard to type? hellllllllppp! pouch is silly! Bag ftw!
Natalie
Tucked away, far from view, she would keep her secrets. There she would let lie her past. If it could stay out of sight, comfortable in a little pouch she could leave at home, she could have a new start.
If she could shrug off the things she had done wrong and the things she hadn’t done at all, she could have the opportunity to make all new, wondrous mistakes.
in this pouch holds the wonders of success, wisdom, and greed. despite the needlessness of this product, the pouch holds the powers that run the world. it doesn’t gain aid to the people, but allows the top of move up while the bottom move lower as their pouch loses weight.
Our average girl was very pleased today, because she looked in the mirror this morning and realized that she suddenly had abs. She had been disappointed over the summer because it seemed like she had a little pouch beginning. Through her weeks of school, the pouch disappeared and she was much more fit that she has ever been.
omg omg, how come i’m so stupid? it’s the only word i don’t know right now. but oh boy, i studied so hard! how come i forgot? what does it mean again?
teacher is going to be mad again … don’t even wanna think about my parents … uf!
Kangaroos have pouches and they have their baby joey’s sit in them. My milk used to come in a pouch when I was in elementary school. Pouch reminds me of fanny pack. Pouch looks like punch. Pouches is a weird word.
I put the flowers in the pouch inside my pocketbook; saving them for the vase to put on my windowsill. The yellow would look beautiful in the pale green kitchen.
Pouch. What comes to mind about a pouch? It is like a pocket which is able to hold items inside it. Most people would like to wear as a purse or wristlet.
Pouches have been around for as long as I can remember. To me when I think of pouches I always think of those Capri Sun juice pouches. Or I would always think of the local Halmark with that giant case of rocks and you could take a pouch and fill it with rocks for only 5 dollars.
This is something that you can carry things in, and if you’re a kangaroo, it’s your baby. Other than that, I think I’d like a pouch of money. Or gold.
kangaroo babies, bag bag bounce bounce dance jump betz crazy crazy vivek sweet kid kids zach hall third grade yearbook mugshots prison jail crimes deported senor poggie argentina spanish hill mountains canada alyssa nonnis field hockey ice hockey port moody moody this week terrible terrible terrible alec why y u no alec and so goodlooking why oh why
i once had a hamster named pouch. he was a dwarf hamster and i thought he was practically god. his brother, tickle was a lazy ass but pouch would run on that damn hamster wheel half the night. they both died a week after i got them. since i was only 10, i cried for a month. it was a little disconcerting and strange how much i missed him. i wonder what his true story is.
And from his long cloak he pulled out a tiny pouch, covered in shimmery blue and purple hues. Tiny diamonds were splashed across the fabric and it had a glimmering gold chain that held the tiny sac together at the mouth.
“Something special ought to be stored in there,” remarked Unice peering up at the old man. Turning his dark green eyes downward he simply replied,
“Something special indeed my dear.”
she carried a little pouch with her at all times. it was an inconspicuous little thing, mistaken for a necklace and easily hidden under her shirt, but it was so very very precious to her. there wasn’t much inside. a photo of her when she was still happy, a penny for her thoughts, and a little locket and always reminded of him no matter how much she wished otherwise and always came back to her no matter how much she wanted otherwise.
she had a small pouch in her bag. it has all the cosmetics she needed as she went out: a lipstick and eye pencil.
I have no idea what this word pouch is.. But it reminds me of couch, which is a word and a thing I pretty much keep sacred. I loooove sleeping on the couch even though I wake up with a pain in my neck for sleeping in a bad position. COUCHES ARE AMAZING. Therefor I love the word pouch <3 :D:D Over and out
– Florina
So that’s where I decided to place it. After walking around the rugged neighborhood all day, my palms were sweaty and my heals were bruised. I had to get rid of it! I saw this beautiful business women holing a leather pouch outside of an old parlor. I didn’t even think, I just got rid of the God-forsaken thing.
The pouch that a momma kangaroo carries her baby in. How convenient it would be if humans had those! I’d love to have a pouch to hold my baby in, close to my heart.
what a strange thing. The pouch was just lying there, and I had no idea where it came from… From the recess of my mind, I realized that the vortex must have opened while I was sleeping. I guess it’s all over now. Oh, no! Where’s Fido? Darn that dog. He must have been transported to Kansas.
The cruel animal ripped the pouch from my hand. Its bloody fangs swung the pouch savagely. I was frozen with terror, I always thought I’d be able to handle a situation like this but this was too real. I tried to scream, but realizing the beast was distracted by the pouch I sprinted hoping to escape. The beady eyes of the hideous monster stopped me in my tracks. It was done with the pouch and it’s next course was me. I started to panic, even more than before. I started to hyperventilate, which I tend to do under stress. Then I stopped. And laughed. The monster lashed at me.The world melted away as my skin was being torn off bit by bit. The pain was unbearable, but the laughing ceased to stop. A thick fog covered the few objects I could still make out, and a cold hand reached for me. I took it and it pulled me away from the world I thought I knew so well..
an animal keep a baby in it’s pouch. I guess we use purses, bags and snugglies. No baby in the purse but dogs in a purse in the subway, that’s fun poochie pouch.
I’ts the third time I got this word now, is there something not working here? I got qutie excited when I found this page and then I find out it doesn’t even work, bummer.
well, everyone has many pouches, in their minds, their homes, their clothes, they’re all over the place, but its what we fill them with is what is important. a pouch. we needed to utilize them to the best of our ability.
somewhere where one puts small items that can be used readily and at their convenience.
I think pouch is some kind a pocket. I imagine the pouch of the princess Peach where she guard her most precious things, specially her jewels and her telepathy transmitter with with she talks to Mario using her own mind. She regrets something and longs for a man she will never meet.
mondy pauch, kangaroo, hidden pocket, slouch, couch, few rhymes. Why this need to hurry and spout? Warm comforting place of nourishment within, nurturing my inner child/embryonic security. Love.
The kangaroo’s pouch was filled with a new, fragile life as the joey emerged from his short fifteen days inside his mother’s womb. His first thought, “Feed Me!!!” She gladly obliges him and smiles as she feels his tiny, toothless mouth latch on to her body.
I sat on the couch.
Wait,
I misread the word. It’s pouch, isn’t it?
Wow. Imagine if this was the SATs- I’d have most certainly answered that question incorrectly. It’d be kind of pathetic, if we all made mistakes like that.
it was small and suave, lashed on to the niche between her waist and her jacket. inside: a tiny notebook with a velvet cover and handmade paper. a pen that bled ink blue as the blood of the monarchs. a metal carton of yellow balm that smelled of lemon, and winter, and everything new.
As Jensen searched his body, he found a small pouch with a device in it. “Huh? What on earth is this?”
The moment he touched it, it began to vibrate.
“What the…?!”
As he brought it close to his face it lit up and he could see that it was an iPhone. He put it to his ear.
“Yeah?!”
“Hey, man…what’s taken you so long?!”
ah man, i could really use a pouch of toothpaste. i have my toothbrush, but no pouch.. AHH.
like where a baby is held. oh like.. holds other things. IDFK I WANT A NEW WORD. uhmm uhm.. purse, bag, etc, etc.. :/
money pouch, i need a bigger one! maybe two REALLY big ones!!!!!
This small pouch is all i have. It contains my hopes, my fears, my dreams, my nightmares, but most importantly it contains my happiness, because that is all i have left to live off of. All i have in my life is this pouch. And im completely fine with that.
kangaroos have pouches. i have a kangaroo beanie baby that has a baby kangaroo in its pouch. i have too many stuffed animals and i need to get rid of most of them. i sometimes am afraid that if i’m mean to my stuffed animals they’ll kill me in my sleep.
The mamma kangaroo had a pouch in front of her. Her baby joey was snuggled in close to her. She was very loving and protective of her babe. It was a warm day under the Austrailian sky.
I have a pouch. It hold all of my special items and belongings. It holds a picture of my grandma and I at the beach. My pouch is green, like spring. My pouch always goes with me wherever I go.
one day i was riding my bike when i passed something on the ground. It was a small pouch but when i opened it i found something so unexpected, something out of this world.
no… Im NOT writing this… bad topic… anyways my kitty disapproves. And he usually approves….
i keep a pouch in my house and i never wear frowns, not really falling up but im never jumping down.
what the hell is a pouch? why isn’t it just bag? WHY!? OMG why is it becoming do hard to type? hellllllllppp! pouch is silly! Bag ftw!
Tucked away, far from view, she would keep her secrets. There she would let lie her past. If it could stay out of sight, comfortable in a little pouch she could leave at home, she could have a new start.
If she could shrug off the things she had done wrong and the things she hadn’t done at all, she could have the opportunity to make all new, wondrous mistakes.
in this pouch holds the wonders of success, wisdom, and greed. despite the needlessness of this product, the pouch holds the powers that run the world. it doesn’t gain aid to the people, but allows the top of move up while the bottom move lower as their pouch loses weight.