Tag: Fun
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The Art of Deception
In a previous life, in a land and time far, far away, I was a classically trained actor. I tread the boards before there were any boards to be tread. I acted in the midst of a semi-circle stage surrounded by steps that became seats. I was jeered. Celebrated. Heckled. Commanded. Praised. And bruised by…
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Miniscule Glimpses: Hunger
Stomach, rumbling as food was near; was soon full. Never again will I need to eat. Stuffed.
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One’s Ache
If one’s ache was one ache, one’s ache would be fine, But one’s ache is lots of aches, here and there, at the same time. Another ache aches when another ache aches Making one ache in anticipation of another. Moving painstakingly to prevent aches Creates headaches and more aches, And if one mistakes one ache…
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Miniscule Glimpses: And… Cut!
I walked with my head held high. And with my head held high, I walked straight into the table.
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Crimson Rainbow Butterfly
Hey man! How grooooooovy are you? Cool dude… super cool! Thanks to Diane Henders, I have now discovered a few new names for myself… namely (hehehe!) my Hippie Names! The dude above is Crimson Rainbow Butterfly, my good-guy hippie name based on my blogging name. The bad-guy side is the sinister sounding Twisted Pube-Squeezer. Eek!…
The Mansionic Perspective 