Mr. Pringles was a fish that lived in the sea
Oh happy was he
Full of glee, in that sea
He swam and swam
So happy so free, drinking his tea
Only one could dream of the life that is he
That Mr. Pringles in the sea
Savory SacrificeBrown feathers fall, whipping
cracks escape surrounding trees
as heavy pants free from aching lungs.
Fear across face, blinding, dripping off beak.
Destination freedom, so feet
scuttle, scurrying from sounds
of slow following footsteps.
Closer, closer, never breaking pace.
Frantic flapping falls short, wings lay
lifeless at sides. Feet no longer move,
yet nearby creeping continues. Single step
taken before feathered body shocked still.
He stares into the eyes of another,
whose soulless slits clobbers heart
against his tender chest. Wings raised high
nearby sky close, containing endless blue,
but hot stones shoot, paralyzing
muscles. Heart explodes, red pours
and stains autumn scented leaves. The scurrying
stops, heartbeat no more and rustling forest falls silent.
Miles BetweenSun rises again, miles between us remain unchanged
like rushing rivers and extended state lines, closer than hand.
How many days must pass until I see his face again and grasp
no longer cold, empty from dangling fingers. Left
to clutch, nails boring deep into palms, aching to brush
against his chest as a new sun rises, miles between us remain
distant as memories of smoldering eyes. A sliced
and split photograph cannot compare so I will wait
for the day until I can see his face again and kiss
those sweet parted lips, tempting, burning red.
They danced against my tongue, leaving behind taste of sugar
into the morning and rising sun where miles have changed
as our bodies curled underneath cotton sheets,
twisted and turned, conforming to our tender
entwine. How many days must pass until I wake up
to beaming bright lights through glass, sun
warming cheeks. Eyes flutter open, gazing at curled
hair, angelic expression and misty eyes. Sun rose, miles
between us faded, and the day I can his fac
Once MoreSoft satin caresses, sweet lips touch,
sending heat down my spine. Fingers
intertwine, brushing mouth, cheeks,
hair, leaving nothing behind. Desire
controls, your lust craving more,
hiding the picture. Moving lips
show mind’s hunger, representing
wavering ways. Sick of twisted motives,
such childish play, now say her name
once more, rekindling blazing flames.
Red drops of passion puddle upon floor,
draining white fingertips damp, speak
once more. Deepen fresh wounds
with twisted smiles. Say her name
once more, I dare to hear such sounds.
If not, hold your tongue, your eternal
peace, and never move those lips from mine.
Black VinesNear vibrant flowers, emerald vines
curl and crawl across covered meadows.
They embrace, black vines dancing
upon skin. Glorious body art.
Dark ink curls, blossoming first
flowers, flourishing sweet summer.
Yet tips bare brown fruit, withered
wrinkled skin as amber sheds life.
Ink fades grey, dancing patterns cease
as vines drop last fruit into fresh snow.
Resolutions"Camila, open your door, now."
The pounding shook my door against its frame and knocked the pencil out of my hands. I tried to pick it up off my desk but moved too fast,
knocking papers and pencils to the floor. I reached for my supplies when another shout hit my ears.
"Camila, I'm not going to repeat myself."
I grumbled under my breath, saying words I knew I couldn't repeat in a few seconds. I rushed off my seat and over to my closed door. The
pounding never died, leaving my ears throbbing. I covered my ear with one hand and opened my bedroom door with the other to see my mom glowering.
She stood over me, eyes boring into my own. Her lips mashed into a scowl. "You have been ignoring me for the last ten minutes. What are you doing here?"
I swallowed a large lump down my throat. "I-I-I was just-"
A gasp flew past her lips, interrupting me. She shoved past me and entered my room, eyes wide. I knew we were both staring at the same
thing: dozens of sticky notes against my walls.
UmbrellaRain poured from the grey clouds, drenching the brown soil. I watched the weather from the inside of my apartment, watching every drop as it hit the ground.
However, that wasn't the only thing that captured my eyes. Standing at the bus stop was a young man, looking in his twenties. He stood tall against the storm, holding a mere umbrella.
How it help up for this long was beyond me. The wind blew it inside out, leaving the man soaked. He had no reason to hold onto it anymore, yet his fingers wouldn't let go of the handle. He stood as a statue, waiting for the bus.
The rain kept falling.
OpenDark dingy dungeon, alive
with desire. Chains dig
into wrists, seeping
every last drop.
Eyes missing day light,
longing warm love against
Key resting on wooden table
top. Long ago did it call,
The ULTIMATE pokeradar guideTHE ULTIMATE POKERADAR GUIDE!!
This guide is to sum up ALL the pokeradar guides i made in this club!
Hope you guys find this helpful! ;3
#1: Repels are very important. Also, try to use a high lvl. pokemon so you can 1 hit KO the enemy.
#2: Keep radaring until you find the one you want as a shiny. Then Catch or KO it.
#3: The farthest patch away of the same type(Shaky or strongly shaking) grass gives the best % of continuing your chain. Talk to Dawn/Lucas for a few pieces of advice/hints.
#4: If you're chaining electric types, use a KO'd "static" pokemon in the 1st slot. Magnet pull works for Steel types. Also, a synchronising Poke is reccomended.
#5: If no good patches show up, walk 50 more steps and reuse the radar.
#6: Be careful at higher chains. Begin scanning br resetting the radar over and over. At 40-45 stop chaining and simply scan.
#7: You might want to only extend your chain off of shinies. This will net you lots of them and guarantee to keep you
The Frog and The FlyThere once was a frog
Who sat on a log
Tip-toeing his problems away
He ran from the sky, he ran from the water, the Gully and hay.
There once was a very small fly
Who decided he'd fly very high
He reached with his might
To the top of his flight
And a smile was placed on his face
He thought he had made it to space
Suddenly he let out a sigh
As he crashed in the hay field and rye
His face scratched up and his eyes bloody red
Then suddenly he, had turned his head
And saw a frog
On top of a log
Tip-toeing his problems away
The fly got a little bit closer
And reached out his hand to say
"Hey there mister
you seem a bit down
put a smile on that little frown"
The frog and the fly started to talk
And It all went quiet as the log started to rock
And no one was there to ask and to say
Where did that little fly go that day....?
Well lets just say
He was eaten away.
BullyShine your shoes boy
don't be late kid
always know who you are child
you never know when they will strike
looking for prey
Waiting he seeks safety
From all the watching trees
Really the trees are lockers
the snakes are the kids
you are the rat
Your arms around the rock, holding tight
watching as the sun moves
The rock is your desk
The sun is the clock
When finally it's time
you run for outside
where no one will find you
Sadly the snakes take you by your fur
they put you in the river upside down
watching as the current takes you away
Fur being your shirt
squeal is yell
river is the toilet
upside down is your head in the water
current is the flush
My Ship That I'm BuildingI'm Building a ship out of pipes and a wire
I've got an old clock and a rusty car tire
I have this knob and I don't know what it does
But I'll keep it in case and hide it in my gloves
I'm making a main deck out of a box that I found
I slammed it really hard and put it on the ground
I found this rod that reaches very high
I can't reach the top and I don't know why
I got the sheet that was on my bed
And tied it as a flag, just over my head
I brought my cat because I thought he';d want to come
But he only ran away, because he isn't as adventuress as some
I'm making a compass out of some string
It isn't very good though, 'cause it can't find anything
I think this will work, I'm not gonna lie
But I may be wrong and it might not fly
I'm making a kitchen so I got apples and a pear
And I'm making a dinner list, just to be fair
I'm building a ship out of treasures that I got
A nut-cracker toy and a broken soup pot
I WISH! And I Whoooosh! And a Yip-Yip Yahoooo!
Now that I'm done build
The FriendIt took me just a bit to think up exactly what to say
I'm not as creative about such a subject it seems today
Though I can't really express my words of poetry
And I wonder just exactly what is wrong with me?
Jordan A. F is the subject just at hand
But I can't call her that, so Jordie will be just grand
Now Jordie is a friend I know, who isn't very tall
She's sort of cuddly and smart and sort of very small
A first impression is a show off and very good thing to do
Jordie never seems the need, at least I don't think she would have too
I'm baffled and I'm envious of this nice lady there
She cooks, she cleans, she's sweet and cute, just like a Teddy-Bear
But Teddy-Bears don't cook and clean, they only gather messes
So I guess she isn't really that after all and I'm just making guesses
After all this slight confusion of what to write right now
I've come to a slight realization of ending this and exactly how
I'll end it on this note, quick, I seem to get mixed fast
That Jordan, (N
UpRunning down the main stream of what I wanted now
Is why I came up here again because I don't know how
Race along the river sides and holding on the book
Wanting to go somewhere and never having to look.
Getting off his roof top is what you need to do
And floating in the sky all night is also something too
Dad he's such a crazy fellow and he made it sound
Like we'll be coming home again by hitting on the ground
Wilderness' survival guide told me what was right
I know it's song doesn't rhyme, but I'll put up a fight.
And always finding that old place up upon the hill
Off to where the tides cascade that give it it's own fill
When I get big I wanna go around somewhere
I want to float right in the clouds up here and over there
Everybody up right now I have something to say!
Bring it back to the tide or you'll have to pay
Non of mine are those that run in the little caves
And as we pass by the water, why not look at the waves?
Would you sign off on my papers, mister will you please?
What rhymes with orangeIt was quiet in the house not a creature was up not even a mouse.
When down from the stairs distended dear Dumands, looking around for his cherry cans
"OH please, OH NO!" He cried out loud "When I'm in a rhyme there's always a crowd"
Looking up he saw the lights "Seeing such colours always gives me bed time frights"
Sitting down and picking his teeth he saw the Christmas Reef.
"HEY WAIT A MINUTE! If you make me speak in rhyme I'll hit you in time" He yelled to himself.
"DAMN! I RHYMED! You're dead now, you'll see" But suddenly he had to go pee
Running to the bathroom he jumped with a yelp "Don't tell me next you'll say kelp...OH!"
Madder then before he yelled to his right "GO AWAY AND GOOD NIGHT!"
But little did he know from out of the blue was a tiny red shoe. Tripping over it he fell and let out a yell. Turning his head he saw with surprise pretty Munela rubbing her eyes.
"DARN!" He yelled making her jump "Why are you up so late you little rump" She told him scared, but a
we mourn out for lovesmall children mourning out for freedom,
begging for their parents love touch,
untouchable children losing their innocence,
They clapped their hands and cry,
calling out for their love one,
oh how much they wished to be a child..
hey I had a nightmare,
It was of the time we were dead,
delightfully waiting for you to wake up,
It seem the nightmare won't stop..
CORTAS POESIAS DE AMOR
CORTAS POESÍAS DE AMOR
María Moreno Alfaro
DIOSAS Y CABALLEROS
Bonitas las diosas
Con cabellos bellos
Y con espadas y escudos
Los valientes caballeros.
Sumergidas en el agua
Ellas ríen y se divierten
Mientras los caballeros
Tú eres mi bombón
Al que quiero con amor
Tú jugabas al ajedrez con un amigo
Mientras yo en un rincón
Qué fácil es pensar
Lo que se quiere explicar
Pero que difícil es
Cuando te quieres declarar.
Hoy tengo una cita
Y él estrena una verde pajarita
Todo lo que pude corrí
Y él me esperaba allí.
Yo llegué, él llegó
Amor nos dimos los dos
Y un gran resplandor nos unió
Un gran resplandor de luz y calor.
NUESTRO GRAN AMOR
Hoy hay una lluvia tormentosa
Pero yo no puedo estar sin ti
Así que sin paraguas
Voy corriendo a por ti.
Me voy calando, moj