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Dec 25, 2009
Once upon a time in a kingdom faaaaaaaaar away lived a Tickle Me Pink Crayola crayon.
Yes a crayon.
A little wad of colored wax that you draw with.
N-e-ways, She was a happy little crayon and lived in a happy little village much like the Smurfs -
( You know, A little blue gnome type thing that lives in a mushroom house and goes around singing and such.)
Anyway, so this crayon lived in a happy little Smurf-esque village. One day it met a blue crayon. But because they were inanimate objects, they could not move. They had to settle for talking very loudly to one another.
They talked about everything- magical ponies that smelled like buttercups, clouds that looked like ice cream cones, Shirley Temple, and smiley faces. Before she...
Before she knew it, the pink crayon had fallen in love. Tickle just didnt know WHAT to do. Her beloved was a full five inches away! How could such a long distance relationship ever work out?
She was inlove but confused about what she should do.
(or unfortunately as you shall soon see-)
she did not have to worry for long.
Someone dropped a pink PAPER CLIP! RIGHT ON TOP OF OL' BLUE!
And EVERYONE knows that paper clips are the biggest whores around!!!!
Well Blue had gotten tired of being in a relationship where he could look and not touch.
So he and Ms. Paperclip got to know one another.
(they had mad passionate sex.)
Tickle was heartbroken. She gave up on men or anything that was male.
Soon after, she was stepped on, broke, and died.
Blue impregnated that paperclip whore and had to pay child support for their useless child-
a wax clip.
What can you do with a wax clip?
Blue crayon got old and fat and the Paperclip Whore cheated on him.
No one knows.
But she did.
So that's why you never have sex....
Dec 2, 2009
bird shot from the sky
she cries out in anguish
and finally dies.
Orange as flames
reaching so high
toward the blue sky.
Yellow as sunlight
shining up there
weeping for earth
denied its care.
Green as the leaves
falling to the ground
watching the show
making no sound.
Blue as the sea
the sky's pure tears
shed as she watches
her worst fears.
Purple as violets
shriveled and dead
not a word
from anyone said.
Color my world
broken and gone
give me another