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I wandered out one night when I ought to have been in bed. I followed where the feeling took me, ignoring my cautious head. I ended up in the garden in pyjamas pink and white.
Have you guys watched 'Amélie'. Well, if you haven't GO TO THE NEAREST MOVIESTORE AND GET IT.
She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, The flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her.
Inspired by #opussweeklychallenge Confused and scared, the princess stood guard by the hatch waiting what felt like an eternity for her sisters.
Inspired by #opussweeklychallenge Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who was locked away in a tower by her horrid twin sisters, Mia and Ana.
I am done with my break :) It was hard, but I got back on my creative track. _____________________ The Mouse Poem Inspired by Sam Pepper In the early morning, just before the dawn.
There's another world. I call it Otherland. Oh, well, don't you think it's real. You think I play pretend. There's a friendly dragon on that hill, And a beastly prince beyond. Some elves are singing.
Sidewalks talk to me, They ask why they're littered (they're stressed). "Why do people throw trash on me?" I reply that it's the squirrel's mess. Squirrels chat with me, They ask why we cut down...
When I was your age, I had a dream. I met a man, His clothes the color of cream. He taught me how to make a small paper star, So he gave me a jar, and ran to the stars.
Today is the day I learn to ride, I have been waiting so long for this time, We have a bound the beast with an ancient rhyme, Now the moonlight unicorn is surely mine.
the biggest tree of them all is very diffrent then all its branches are to small the leaves are blue its trunk looks to fat to be choped down to the biggest tree of them all would like to be...
#beginningline #nightdwellers As the snow melted, I wept in awe, The ice prince I'd created, Was a pile of water on the floor, A journey I started, Not so long ago, I built my ice prince with bare...
Primelda Bobbins was a short, brown haired girl, rather ordinary in looks, but not at all in any other way.
There's a place that only I know of, A place where dreams come true, A place where the grass is not green but blue, And the trees are made of candyfloss, The sky is a rainbow of pastel delights, The...
Wouldn't it be something if the moon were made of cheese And casually placed tenners were carried gently on the breeze That there was a shop of dreams and it was buy one get ten free Then we could...
Every night when I everyone is asleep. I get out of bed and go to the garden, there I climb a ladder that only I can see.
When Leo looked outside the door, He had one hell of a fright The shadows were lifted over the hill And he saw one hell of a sight.
Mr peacock had never known about the birds to which his last name originated and was quite fascinated when he found out.
Hey, I decided to post it now: hope you like it. And this is my 100th opuss so I thought I'd tell you what he is. So... What is he. Lets find out, shall we?.... CHAPTER 4: Patch's house.
Chapter one.
I believe in unicorns by .•* Moon-child*•. XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX .•*Reface*•.
I wish to run with dinosaurs, Of course only with the vegetarian ones. Rawr. Rawr. I would skip through a groove of blue trees, And neon yellow grass Beneath my feet.
Once upon a Wednesday, back in 1952 An old lady had died, and her body turned quite blue Her boiler had packed up, and with no money for repair Her fragile heart succumbed to the chill within the...
Hello again. I have just realised how much I have been missing Opuss over these few days or months (I'm not sure how long) that I've been absent. Anywho, I'm back, with with a new story as well.