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RE: The Ostrich and the Lion, Poetry and Digital Art
Thank you, Quill. This was a really fun one to write and you know how I like to turn things on their heads. Be anything but predictable or something like that:):):)
@prydefoltz,
Pryde, you are nothing if not unpredictable.
To be honest, I'm still amazed you managed to pull this off. I've re-read the poem a dozen times. Those words ought not work together. I think there's actually something rather sadistic about what you're doing here. If there was someone I could report this to, I would. It's like teasing a tiger with a pork-chop. Not nice. :-)
Left scratching my head.
BTW: My daughter and her friends have been checking in on my feed periodically. Do you know what they are calling me now?
Quill.
There was a boy named Fire
He grew ever lonely and thinner
No one ever called to him to play
And his mother, never to dinner
@prydefoltz,
Laughing my ass off! :-) :-) :-)
Now I'm hungry. Ice cream. I need to make up for lost time.
LOL ... fire doesn't have the same ring:)
Although ... fire does cause a stir.