Friday, February 17, 2012

Fairy tail poem

The net came dow, violently onto the lions head with heavy weights on either end, he couldn't move. The mouse jumped down upon his head with joy knowing he had trapped the beast that has been terrorizing his little mouse town.

her hands on my back, slowing petting me, putting me to sleep. But i couldn't sleep. I had to stay awake to protect her! these are dangerous forests, she can't be left alone to fend for herself.

I was slowly drifting away from what was left of my boat. up in flames, what had happened?

Where did this grass hopper get i tiny fiddle? And a tiny bandana? it suits him well but it would take increadible skill to make either item. For a human to make it it would be near impossible it create a fully funtioning fiddle in a size suitable for a grasshopper, and for a grass hopper to make it without thumbs is just nonsence.

Every morning she lifts me out of my nest and puts me in a comfy little basket she carries upon her back. she coolects the eggs i had layed and puts them in the little basket next to me. not fully awake yet i just doze off to the sound of her bear feet slapping th eground.

**The witch appears every morning out of the mist, near the old ruins that have long been covered by moss. she runs through the fog in her bright red hooded gown to no-knows-where.

Why I'm hanging out with the crazy girl and OCD rabbit is beyond me. I just want to have a nice meal with tea but this chick, i swear, puts LSD in the food and we all go on these unbeleivable trips. Maybe the rabit isn't even here? He might just be part of my trip..

Today has been a tremendous day for our village. what started off as a panic has now died down into something more along the lines of facination. A giant has appeard in the feilds right outside the market place! he seems pretty harmless and just as confused, if not more, that us!

I have not had a good nights sleep in forever! every matress i get is just as terrible as the first. I try it out for a couple nights until i have to get a new one. I'm too lazy to get rid of the old ones myself so i just pile them on top of one another. eventually it got too high fo rme to simply walk onto so i had to get a latter to hop into bed.

I woke up today in the forest, without any recolection on how i had gotten here. it was beautiful tho.

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Every morning she appears just before the sun,
Out of nowhere you'll hear the pitter patter of her feet as she begins to run.
I see her every morning by the old ruins I stay,
I'm as quiet as a church mouse when she passes, for in fear I lay.
I'm cursed by this witch, I'm not allowed to leave,
I shouldn't have done her wrong, but her words I didn't believe,
She said "while you're with me, you better not take another to bed,
and so help your soul, if you do, your lifes as good as dead."
So here I am,
a cheating man,
who knows of nothing and nothing knows of me,
I should have listened for I may still be free.  

1 comment:

  1. I like the poem! Not sure which picture it was referring to, but it's a good piece of writing!

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