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Opening the gates We welcome you Don't be scared, I know this is all new Welcome to Opussia A land for beautiful words It's peaceful and tranquil Can you hear the birds.
Twisting and shaping words and vowels Flooding out like emptying dodgy bowels. Paragraphs lining up like steps on a ladder Rhymes pouring out like a really full bladder.
A book Should Always Draw You in From the Second You Begin If it doesn't And 0 Catch Your Eye You put It back With a Heavy Sigh...
How strange it is That worlds are created Inside a inspired mind Leaking on to paper. Each book, another world. Each reader, another place. It's magical you know.
I live in a land of letters, I live with the written word, I live where dreams are all transcribed, I live with the absurd.
Once upon a time In a garden full of rhyme The paper not alone - He's with a friend of mine. My friend the pen Writes of now and then Of what we've done Of mice - and men.
Recently I heard of a cat, More like a mouse, A cat named Jatt, Jatt the cat. Rather a rat. Opussians cried at literature wrongly placed, And wrongly accused. In the wrong spot, Mismatched, Misplaced.
This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring.