MonologueI was in Hiroshima, inside the Atomic Bomb Memorial Dome, disguised as a tourist, when it happened.Monologue
A dozen Samurai warriors came rushing at me and I fell to the ground. I got up and tried to grab my sword, but found it embedded in the ground ten feet away from me.
I killed them all with my bare hands (and a broom), all 100 of them! Then, just as I was sitting down to a nice bowl of Miso soup and some teriyaki chicken, a six-foot-tall Ninja came running full-speed into me. I looked around for a weapon and found a Katana, still attached to the severed hand of its owner, and used it to cut the Ninja’s head off. &n
Alpine IceAlpine Ice, five minutes before a session. The ice is cold, smooth and hard like the surface of a CD, and on it is a large, roaring machine, scrubbing the ice like a frantic housewife expecting visitors. Everything appears to be still, save for a slight murmur from the impatient crowd on the sidelines. They wait fervently for the clock to strike the hour so they can make their marks upon the surface of the ice. It is cold, and the crowds’ breath steams into the air, reminding me of calm bulls in a ring, waiting for the matador to enter.Alpine Ice
Suddenly, the machine exits the ice and the rink falls into silence once more as everyone
Asta and Maddy's PoemFurry leaf Chicken And Beef Cheesy Scone, Half a Tonne, By Golly this is fun!Asta and Maddy's Poem
Willow trees, Furry keys, Bubble gum, Buzzy Bees.
Green Juice Box, Chicken Pox, Curly Locks, Mashed up fox.
Potato and egg, Ground nutmeg, Sliced ham leg, A wooden peg.
A squirmy slug, A chewed up rug, How to make a yummy mug.
Tomato paste, Have a taste.
Thicker and fatter, Cook in batter, Don’t forget to add the bladder.
Deep fry in oil, 3 minutes to boil, &n
ChimimarchaAuthors Note: Please excuse the, what I must say, gruesome and violent conclusion. I (as I hope you do as well) think of it as the only plausible solution due to the unfortunate circumstances. I understand that such topics as killing, expectedly as detailed in the story, is a very scary thing in the times that we live, in which such has most likely already occurred. Please take note that this humble author harbours no ill will or thought to anybody, and most certainly not to any much-esteemed teacher, a hard and respectable profession, as the main characters do. Again please excuse the violence, and keep in mind, as always: It’s for theChimimarcha
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Nothing is what it seems - ViperQueen13
('tis Kyo)
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Well, I may not see you for awhile, so farewell, best of luck, avoid roasted cabbage, don't eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life.
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Nothing is what it seems - ViperQueen13
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Through the eyes of a blind poet, Life Dies.
Check out my gallery, or I'll kill a kitty
Check out some of my shit: [link] (I only made this account because my dad wanted to see my dA. Problem was, I have a lot of shit he would deem inappropriate on my account, including poems about him, so I made this one, and started putting censored versions of my more apprpriate works up. I've been meaning to update for ages, but I couldn't be bothered.)
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Well, I may not see you for awhile, so farewell, best of luck, avoid roasted cabbage, don't eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life.
P.S. I suffer the same inappropriateness with my parents.
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Through the eyes of a blind poet, Life Dies.
Check out my gallery, or I'll kill a kitty
I'm still unsure as to whether or not I should keep this account.
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Well, I may not see you for awhile, so farewell, best of luck, avoid roasted cabbage, don't eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life.
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