2009-01-21: Prophecy (clonk)
I used to write poems with those fridge poem things and think they were completely awesome and even turned some of them into songs. Let's pretend I didn't just admit to that.
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Noel: the king dreams salt / she has soft hands helpless / sparkle wake mornings prisoner / young translucent ghost worryed Noel: I think that's my best one yet!! <<CLONK>> Noel: OW!! King: GASP!! My dream -- the OCEAN!! King: Would you PLEASE help with the rowing, My Queen? Noel: What? Where am I? King: I think we're lost... Noel: ZZZZZZ Noel: I was really hoping to wake up back home. King: Ah, the sunrise!! Rabid: Are you guys, like, lost? I can go get help!! King: Thank you!! Rabid: We're at the hospital now, Noel. You'll be okay. Noel: We're... at the hospital?
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