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Click hereHello World.
While girls laugh outside, I rise from my sleep. "What a dream!," I exclaim, as the break of day awakes.
In my dream, the songbird laughed and sat on the worm, while the ponies laid under the trees. "O, How I wish to kiss the ponies under the trees.," I pondered.
As O.J. busted justice, the revolutionary hallucination had begun….
"The beagle might sight the eagle who took his book.," I wondered, while I cried by the bride of pride's side.
Shakespeare writes of Juliet and Dicaprio speaks Italian, as the prisoners saw that they were free to see the people listen to the radio.
Dads leave and children weep, leaving a dying vision of what once was. A lamenting teenager left with an imprint of a broken heart.
Pardon my garden, full of pain! Some hippies went fishin' in the kitchen, one dialed 911, as two planes went crashing into those buildings.
I blinked as I saw a pink lucky duck. "He better take his chance now to dance in the streets for his beliefs and take a bow," I muttered to myself.
In this dense dimension, Grandpa can't receive his pension and the sly little elf kept the gold for himself. He was yet to find his pet choked to death, on his kept gift.
"It is time to stop our lies and close our eyes.," The earth sighed in dismay. " ‘Time to rest, for tomorrow, we shall be dressed for the best.,"
It added as it curled up in a nice sleep……………………………
Quirky little rendering with a full measure of the whimsical thrown in for good measure. Witty!