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The Imp
Contributed by
nightwolf
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Thursday, 30th November 2017 @ 12:32:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I once met a butterfly
Her wings were so bright
So colorful and lovely
And every day she would find me
And flutter onto my shoulder
One day I was waiting for her
Instead there came a wasp
She buzzed around my head
And I batted her away
And then she stung me
On my ear and my nose
Then on my shoulder
Where the butterfly once sat
I swatted again
And she buzzed away
And away down the road
I then met and Imp
She saw me and she giggled
At the bumps on my ear
And on my nose and shoulder
I asked her "what is so funny"
She giggled again
Then leaped onto my shoulder
And buzzed in my ear
Then she turned into a butterfly
And fluttered away
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Re: The Imp
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by Beyfoxman5 on
Saturday, 2nd December 2017 @ 10:02:06 AM AEST
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