11 June 2012
Verna is no witch lady, but Erutàron's fridge filled with Red Delicious, she sure is crafty, Athena tells Ondine don't be moody, still Ondine pictures a ladies room, one lavatory banging and jolty.
Ondine chatting with some other girls with fish-tails, one saying she'll one day meet someone that will love you more than you're imagining, and you shall not give him no more chances, even if everything fails.
'Falling asleep; I won't dream the dreams of mermaids with starfishes and seahorses; before all else to seahorses I'm offended and won't care for the elf to crowd my dreams.'
'It was that old age creep; told me he's gay yet has interest in me, set my mind to there was live to seek.'
'Verna is no evil witch; it's just me being a neurotic skeptic'
'A glass of milk in the morning without even a tiny speck of Splenda, an apple for lunch and soup for dinner; everything is cool as long as I'm getting thinner!'
Verna The Witch Lady/Ondine • Opuss № I