A lot of the things disappear when you aren’t looking!

Only yesterday I couldn’t find my leg.

A warpath for the mellow bees…

was turned out into a song.

Once there lived a footnote

underneath a few anecdotes and shy rhymes.

It wanted to grow up to be a paragraph.

What happens when you balance glass furniture on your toenail.

*crash*

Oh no!

A pine apple caught fire!

And a cat ate a bicycle!

 

A walrus fell asleep.

At times in the sunny evening he couldn’t help himself.

On a brisk saturday morning.

Tennis!

A whole “SET”!

We WON too!

“Behold” said the snail, and presented an elephant!

A magician.

Snail practiced for many days, nights and inbetweens. And drew circles and parabolas with hex nuts and screw bolts. He put up an add for an assistant(with good pay). Elephant decided to try its fortune.  And decorated its ears with blades of grass.

Together they snivelled and shrieked and blow large bubbles through their nose.

And one fine day.

“Behold” said the snail, and presented an elephant!

Spectators were filled with awe.

The snail burped.

What if?

A duck flew into your nose and nested and laid eggs?

An alligator decided to use you as a trumpet?

A queer waterfowl wanted to use you to set its table?

Annulled by an angular twig.

I tried to point with twig.

“no!” it said.