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Cat HaikuSee the gray striped cat;
He is sitting on a fence,
Soaking up the sun.
Hear the cat meow.
He meows on and on,
never lets me sleep!
Cats will rule us all,
you once thought I was crazy,
But who's laughing now?!
The Phineas and Ferb TheoryHere it is, the Phineas and Ferb Theory:
The events taking place in the show are all the delusions of a group of kids in a children's psychiatric facility.
That's why the parents never see anything and why everything is so easy to do in that world. In reality, Phineas and Ferb's inventions are made of toys. The reason nobody ever gets hurt on anything is because (since they're locked up) the toys their inventions are made from are childproof to prevent their use as a weapon. The reason they "disappear" at the end of every day around the same time is because they have scheduled time to play with them.
The reason the parents go away so often during the episodes is because, while they visit as often as possible, they aren't allowed to be with their children all day. The kid's minds make the grocery excuse to explain why the adults are so often absent.
Phineas is Schitzophrenic and detached from reality. He's so happy all the time because of the mood stabilizer's he has to ta
50 Nifty Little Ficlets1. Miserable
Miriam waited impatiently at the computer for her friends to return from school; Canadian spring break can be so cruel.
Planty was always a bundle of energy, but when it came to chasing around an over-caffienated fae, some exertion is inevitable.
Everyone knew how beautiful Melinda's singing voice was, but NOBODY knew how hard it was to get her to stop after you started her up.
"You promise you won't tell?" "I promise you." Sometimes the best thing a friend can do is listen and never say a word.
She may have only gotten to see him once, twice a month or so, but as far as Kaylee was concerned, seeing Danny smile would be worth waiting an entire lifetime.
What Kate lacked in stature, she made up for in strength, fury and cuteness.
"Jeremy, are you sure that this bridge is-", Melinda was cut short by the sound of a wood cracking.
Sometimes Planty was mysterious, and other times we simply had no id
Descriptions of my FriendsPlanty:
His kindness reaches all on his list of friends like a ray of sunshine gently stroking the last bits of rain from a rose's petals. Nobody else sees through the thin veil of my many moods as well as he does. Planty is a special kind of person, patient and determined, intelligent and loyal, however vulnerable when the feeling strikes; even when he DOES feel vulnerable, he makes time for everyone else and shows genuine empathy for all who fall under his umbrella of friendship. Really, what more could anybody want? Hopefully someday he can achieve the Sainthood he deserves. But until then, he'll always be my sweet, innocent, silly, attentive and affectionate best friend.
My best friend, the tiger; Melinda is as close to a human tiger as one can get, with her reddish-brown mane of hair and piercing green eyes. She can stare into your soul and rip it from your very body. She couples her ferocity with grace and her untamable spirit with a soft side displayed to those closest
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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