Hold, adventurer!
You mustn’t go into the woods beyond
For they are dark and dangerous
And I have read the omens
All of which speak of your doom
“Cindy, love, I’m telling you: glass slippers are a terrible idea”, she tried to convince the girl. “For one thing, you’re certain to slip. You won’t be a very graceful dancer…
She heard you
But she would not speak
Questions were met with silence
Like an echo refused
And though she was cornered and caged…
Dear
I hope this finds you well
I promised I would write
That plan has sadly failed
I have made a mess
“What’s the matter, sweetheart?”
“I’m scared, mama.”
“Why are you scared?”
“Because of the monsters under my bed.”
“Even if I do remember, how am I supposed to make the gestures?”
“What? Just copy the doorman.”
“Copy? You dof? I got no opposable thumbs, bru.”
“Hi there, boy. Whatcha up to?”
“Uh, hi yusself. Woof. Just digging.”
“Any particular reason?”
“Yeah, naw, I jus’ reckon someone oughta do it”…
Why does the willow weep, my friend?
Why does the willow weep? …
RECIPE FOR TOTALLY NORMAL HUMAN FOOD SOUP
By: human (not cat)
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… five more minutes…
… I’ll write it later, okay?…
….zzZzZZz…