There I was, after mid of night Standing barefoot on the street corner Swigging on a chilled Mountain Dew When something unexplainable happened The night winds became beastly And started howling Like a mountain wolf Blowing me away, to a fairyland Seated so very high Above the now fading moon
Gazing swiftly through the corners Of my dark brown lookers Twin-terrific fairies I saw One eastward, one westward
Astonished, I blinked anew And gazed once more "Wow", I murmured to thyself "Now I behold only one fairy Flying my way" She stopped lookers to lookers And gave me a look-see
Her lookers were the color Of pure honesty And her voice echoed with kindness When she spoke my name Which caused my heart to vibrate With great wonderment Because my name I had not told her
Then with a teensy-weensy kiss On my dark brown lookers I blinked anew once more And back I was Standing barefoot on The street corner With an empty bottle of Mountain Dew Wondering if this was for real Or just a fairy fantasy
Do you have that drink often? and the Fantasy? How often? Have you seen the fairy godmother about this? Anyway true or not I enjoyed, marvelous work! Jasmin Horst
Swamp Alley is a portal between this side and the other side. The Wizard is destined to save the land from the Ugly Babies in the Land of Lack Luster on the other side. With the help of Madame Plume and her magic wand, can they save the magical doll
The Legend of Vanx Malic Book Six - Paragon Dracus.
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In 2000, Todd Cheney set out to write a complete fantasy series. Now, almost five years later, his goal is accomplished. The Soulstone will bring to conclusion the story began in The Seventh Circle.
Buried for a thousand years under the sea,
Kathy
squinch that thirst.....
loved it HH
Gypsy
Seriously, Handsome, your poetry is beautiful. You have a sweet soul.
Beautiful!
Tracey 42xoox(c :)
Love Tink-Tink-A-Lot
poem from your uniquely creative mind!
Love,
Eileen
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