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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 4:20 pm
I'm a short story writer (not published yet, but hope to be soon), and want to put some of my things up. I'll also post poetry of mine.
Some of my things are fan fiction of sorts, and others are origional. I'll post that info with each one.
And please, I love comments!
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 4:23 pm
Type: Fan Fiction ~ FMA
Gone Fishing
A not to self: Fire and Water, Big no go. Really. It should have been obvious. Everyone told me.
“General, you shouldn’t go fishing!”
“Hah!” I replied, “I’ll show you all!”
So on I went, Not really caring, Fishing pole in hand.
Found a nice spot, It was pretty secluded, Quiet, sunny, and warm.
It took a few hours, Of napping and fretting, The fish finally bit the damn hook.
So I pulled, And pulled, Pulling some more, Till my patience was ragged, Cursing the braggart.
It was taunting me, So I let him go free, Till he jumped in the air, Well, he flipped.
I snapped my two fingers, Turned him into embers, And left that very night.
The next day they asked me, “How did it go?” I replied with sarcasm and wit.
“I burnt that damn thing, Get over it!”
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 4:55 pm
I guess this one doesn't really make sense.... Oh well!
My Niece and Geese
My wonderful little niece Had a couple of stuffed Geese One day she faked A big belly ache So her mama left her at home
Big Mistake
With lots of care She cut all her hair And stuffed the geese quite full
When Mama came home From where she roamed She found a baby without hair And seemingly didn't care
So watch what you give kids Be they geese or raccons And never leave them at home
For one day you'll wake up And realize your makeup Is worn by something quite soft
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