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threshershark (profile) wrote, on 8-25-2004 at 11:14pm | |
More crap. Makes no sense. waste of time. Danapicnic: her hands, the Widow asked it the time. "Almost dawn," it said, but the Widow said, "The day will break and the sun will rise when the Dana: speaking a spell, beheld herself within the mirrors: in thought. Then she raised her bony staff and Chloe: stone, this time a sapphire bigger than a winged Farnsworth-Window: Queen, and I have walked up out of Hell to prepare this BUT_FUN: She cut her a new mouth and fed her sand, and last Five he skips the hall Jumping for the great throne room She comes on behind. BUTABOUT: the body of her lady. The Queen cut At last "come to Three She spies the flea Her legs come up, her jaws they snap. He’s in trouble. BUT_HOME: tools (tools:) an empty lantern, Two The Pious Flea Flick he leaps, into a crack She does not go by. CUTEBEE: But her legs are very long Wicked pointed things! bleak wind. figure: The Queen is very serious and I am not She makes me giggle! castle, slaying many guards and reaching through the Inner bee_garden: Found the old Queen's diary. She might have peeked some. A certain Princess but one, who when the palace was blasted by enchantment had not died, but had been witched langshivel: The Sleeping Princess lay in the deepest glass where the Widow could not hear BUTTHEHI: She walked through the empty Six She cuts him off at the conservatory! But he leapfrogs her! BUTHONEY: Four She bites and pop! It seems there’s no more flea: but There he is again! BEE_LOGO One Widow’s thin legs Like needles, click down the hall The flea goes quite still. BEEBACKG And when this was so, the Widow worked |
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