Post by Rippednose~Admin on Jan 26, 2008 2:02:54 GMT -5
Spider laid soundly watching the horse over the fence graze. He sighed. He heard a cry in the distance. It was Petal he ran towards the yowl.
She was painfully shy, which, as is often the manner of the painfully shy, she overcompensated for by being too loud at the wrong times. ****** Lo, on the whiteness of the wall, Behold, appeared a human hand, Which wrote and wrote, in letters tall, A fiery message for the land.