Gibbon was peeling a red apple at the end of their impromptu lunch. He handed a thin slice to Fox who took it and chewed it carefully. It was sweet and juicy, prompting him to want more. They had returned to Fox’s hut outside the city wall. It had not the comfort that plumbing and central heating ... ·
ID #4257 (continued) (next in 17h 20min…)
Prune is tender and juicy,
Yet in its core hides a pit,
So hard, can break a tooth in one bite,
The plains of Mars look crimson from afar,
Or is just poorly equipped human eye?
Snoot swam there on the back of big Belen,
So pray child, to the whale’s wisdom listen,
The pilgrims thrive in an olympian mouth.
Fat Blue Whale sends her greetings
Of bubbles tickling the dream
For Snoot to dive in the stream
Flowing to City Plaza
Where hairy feet jumped on tiles.
All of them had long feathers,
And to solve your good riddle
You must spiral on the One, To accept the world’s wonders,
Where can hatch your three graces.
There was a Whale from the Sargasso Sea
A big blue whale no one could see
She stroke a deal
To break her ordeal
Now she’s the star of a Japanese meal.
The blue Man gives another spin to thy quest
Art is your journal of your world, of your societies, of your lives. It is your record of history. It has been your record of history long before you engaged alphabets. (Chuckles) Long before you engaged written words, art has always been your journal of history, and it continues to be now. The Blue Man E.
For our enjoyment you may offer us a limerick about a friend at your market.
Gibbon was peeling a red apple at the end of their impromptu lunch. He handed a thin slice to Fox who took it and chewed it carefully. It was sweet and juicy, prompting him to want more. They had returned to Fox’s hut outside the city wall. It had not the comfort that plumbing and central heating ... ·
ID #4257 (continued) (next in 17h 20min…)
We use cookies to ensure that we give you the best experience on our website. If you continue to use this site we will assume that you are happy with it.
So the Story goes...