Three Corners of ChildhoodI sat in a bright corner next to a window And flipped the dog-eared pages of a well-loved book To follow characters on their adventures spun from ink onto paperThree Corners of Childhood
I discovered the vast, rich virtual library filled with more information than I could learn in a lifetime and putting down the book to sit in a dark corner with the glow of the computer on my face as I absorbed trivial information that interests me more than y= mx+b I amused myself with short stories that don't amount to much in the eyes of my mother
In front of a blue-g
A Very Serious PoemOh pain, oh dread, oh woe!A Very Serious Poem
This horrid pain I know.
I ran quickly,
Feeling sickly,
But then I stubbed my toe!
Is that a lemon I spy?A girl named Cecilia cried,Is that a lemon I spy?
“Was that a lemon I spied?”
Alas, it was not
As she originally thought
It was a weasel that died.
Of Fujis, Mizuki, and Birds.The loon had red eyes, signifying that he was currently possessed. The spirit that possessed him was not particularly intelligent. If he had, perhaps he would have chosen to possess an animate object. Alas, he was not smart, and he had chosen a stuffed loon (not a duck).Of Fujis, Mizuki, and Birds.
Once the spirit entered the stuffed loon, it realized that the loon did, in fact have feeling. Those feelings were perfect for the spirit’s plans…. The loon, whose name was Yuuta, was insanely jealous of his cousin, the duck. There were constantly ignorant fools that labeled him as a duck! Just last week at that park— that infuriating child! How dare he? The worl
Oh nostalgia
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now, that's just wrong so many reasons...
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