inside this pocket, its oh-so-warm and fuzzy. and peeking out of it to see the endless horizon and taste the cold salty wind, i dont think i can handle it.
what if i fell into the waters and get lost?
what if the tortoises snap my behind as i land on the shore?
what if kiddies stick me into their sandcastles thinking im a toy soldier?
*the gargantuan Finger emptied me from his pocket*
what if i fell into the waters and get lost?
what if the tortoises snap my behind as i land on the shore?
what if kiddies stick me into their sandcastles thinking im a toy soldier?
*the gargantuan Finger emptied me from his pocket*
-erk...-
so now what? *blink blink* i wanna go homeeeee! *whine whine whine* (richard's forte btw)
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why do i have to get out of the pocket? the ish..and stop prodding me Finger! i am walking, or at least i am trying me best to keep up with the new world. hmmms. perhaps it isnt too bad after all?
the sand grains look like sugar crystals, only they're actually grit.
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why do i have to get out of the pocket? the ish..and stop prodding me Finger! i am walking, or at least i am trying me best to keep up with the new world. hmmms. perhaps it isnt too bad after all?
the sand grains look like sugar crystals, only they're actually grit.
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tried hard..
but tak faham pun...
Anonymous said...
October 1, 2008 at 1:28 PM
ahahhahahahha! owh well, means its job well done by me *pats on own shoulder*
muse said...
October 1, 2008 at 11:58 PM