Sean’s magic was well known Many a spell he had sown Creatures appear, ones well shown Others were dangerously prone One of his talents which delight Is when he fire lights It could be a hat or a deck of cards A trick to fool the gambling bards Or it could be weaving a lovers’ spell Making the future a sweet foretell Sean was definitely in demand Everyone wanted something from this “man”.
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Hey, I see you staring at me, and no, I am not a bat! From your angle I guess that’s a fair assumption…I am an Aye Aye and of course you are wondering with my big beautiful green eyes why was I not named EyeEye instead. Along with my eyes I have long fingers and hardly ever point them at anyone because the middle one is much longer than the rest. It’s for catching grubs and retrieving juicy larvae out of tree trunks. I see you turning up your nose in disgust, but what can I say, we all gotta do what we all gotta do…forgive the platitude, or not. You see I am a sensitive creature after all. But I do have long teeth and I do bite, just sayin…
Ode to the “lovely” crab Appearance is never drab His frightening claws are used to stab Tiny eyes placed like scabs Of course if your toes he tries to nab You might decide then to grab And throw him back to his hab (itat)😉
Reading the provisions on the paper contact, because it indeed was a contract, a business arrangement recorded in an unattractive form, Sara decided she had to sign because this was an emergency. Feeling feeble after, devoid of pride, but facing reality, was now secure. Her too long hour visit with the lawyers and her previous husband, was done. She had to settle on the logic of having the keys to her and her children’s well being.
He looked at the bronze medal once again, remembering his buddies saying a hunk of metal sitting in a box on your bedside bureau was hardly worth the cost. All members of his team settled on the fact that too many lives are lost in war and an award for being the one who survived was heartbreaking.
2. We all have memories, what is your quirkiest? I can’t choose, just this morning I ended up juggling a canister of powdered creamer and gave myself a bath in it😳🙄
3. Who is your oldest living relative? I really don’t know.
4. Who is your youngest? Same…
Gratitude: I am grateful this morning to have a huge burden resolved. And as always family.
Linda G Hill started this prompt a while ago, thank you Linda, and some days it is entirely appropriate. Going through my emails I received this:
I used this vendor to send my sister a bouquet when she was dying in hospital. Since then I had spent days waking up crying to the fact my last two sisters died within two weeks of each other and finally accepted this fact and face the morning with other thoughts. I think Murphy may be back😔
She spied a gap between the sky and the vast edge of the horizon. It was a frightening void and she blinked furiously, thinking it must be tired eyes seeing this. Her breath suddenly stopped, and she jerked back. The gap was now closing…Tightening the curling wrap around her she wished Joe was next to her. If ever there was someone who knew how to fix everything, it was Joe.
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