Here’s one for you dream interpreters out there: Last night I dreamt I was having a conversation (I can’t remember with whom) and was distracted by a gray butterfly the size of a maple leaf. It was a rich gray with pastel markings and it alit on my finger and transformed into a cuddly and affectionate partridge with blue feathers. When I set it down it changed again into a plump, adorable kitten with a tag that said “Bug”. It seemed to have several other tags and badges, but none of them provided any license number or information about the owners.
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Facebook Status – November 09, 2017 at 06:29AM
Oh Monster Oh Monster
Oh Monster, Oh Monster, why so ravenous?
Oh Child, sweet Child, my belly is cavernous
Oh Monster, strange Monster, vast and horrible
Why must you be so crude, so deplorable?
Hush now, Not true! Why inside I’m adorable
Just climb through my jaws, you’ll find me explorable
Oh Monster, Oh Monster, you think I’m so hasty?
Oh Child, wild Child, I am hoping that you’re tasty
Perhaps child I should mash and grind you with stones
Boil you in a soup pot and gnaw your shin bones
You’d slobber and slurp and roast me with coal?
I’ll grobble and glurp and gulp you down whole
Oh Monster, mean Monster, if my life you would spare
I would brush all your teeth and untangle your hair
Oh Child, vile Child! Such cruelty! Such menace!
Combing one’s hair is a terrible penance!
And brushing my teeth would destroy all my sweet plaque
To a monster like me that’s a vicious attack
Look Monster, Dear Monster, I have scrub brush and soap
Dreadful Child! Fearsome Child! To your soap I say NOPE!
Oh Monster! Oh Monster! Where are you going?
Out in the cold where it’s icy and blowing?
Oh Child, sweet Child, I only stopped by for a bite
But threats of good hygiene have given me such fright
They’ve ruined my mood and stolen my appetite
So I bid you adieu. Pleasant dreams now. Goodnight!
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By Doodleslice
2017-11-09