Yesterday I know I was well fed. For tonight visions of cooked turkeys dance in my head. When finished dancing, they all lean back in chairs, pull on cords and buckets of gravy splash down upon them
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Friday, November 24, 2023
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Wonderland
Welcome to Wonderland Where nothing is what it seems at first The straightest path Can wind into the darkest of woods Flower laugh because...
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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