There was a little boy,
Who fell from the sky,
And all anyone would do,
Was keep asking "why?"
The boy didn't have a plane,
This boy didn't have wings,
He was up in the sky,
Without any flying-things,
"Of course I fell," said he,
When you run out of dust,
Abandoned by fairies,
Falling really is a must.
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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...
There was a grey parrot that grew red feathers one morning because he dreamed of strawberries. Or at least that’s what he thought.
Inside my head, I'm in a boat. Among the stars Reflections, float. My hands create the Silky ripples, That grace the rivers Stars that triple.
One morning I woke up, only to find, 'Theres Little paw prints scattered everywhere', is what I thought in my mind.
There was a town, Called 'Windy Teeth', With land above, And wheels beneath; And every one, Within that town, Lived in a windmill, Of blue and brown.
The night came and I wiped off the rainbow from my shoulder. Shortly after it rained again. My tent was in the middle of the field. The rain was coming down like wild horses now.
Once there was a purple fox, That half of whom lived in a box; The other half, I should confess, Would wear the finest formal dress.
@GreenPixie perhaps it would be best if you used one of your own, or my posts to contact me. Sorry @naaviie! ☺😽
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