The Egg Dance
Because I was inspired, an extra for a certain Valentine’s Day couple:
two happy hearts
make secret joy music
the flowers rock to
a symphony of love
dance egg dance
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Because I was inspired, an extra for a certain Valentine’s Day couple:
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OK, last night I cleaned the dishes in the sink, prepared stew from scratch, made cous cous and salads, set the table, served the meal, cleared off the table, put the food away, cleaned the dishes. Just noting that for the record. Anything else I could say would be the moral equivalent of beating a…
and that’s all that counts.
🙂 i’m anticipating the hatching of your dancing egg!
Way to go Salamander *imagines pit bull firmly attached to leg*
Happy Valentine’s Day
Hugs and Kisses from the Duck
You go girl!
Alli
you rock, sal! i think they’ve only visited my journal once yesterday. haven’t checked yet today.
it still gives me a chill that we’re being monitored, but, george orwell warned us.
I recommend a dinner and a nap for one at 6:00 ;o)
Sal, I love that poem =)
yes, that’s a beautiful poem.
i hope you’re keeping track of your poems outside dd, sal. they’re beautiful.
with that entry header, i thought something happened to kfh 🙁
Cool, that they responded. I got a kick out of your best seller.lol
"Dance Egg Dance"
How romantic :o)
Now you’ll have more time to devote to the real best seller…the KfH Chronicles.
~QE
LMFAO @ whizbang.
I’m sorry he e-mailed you. It’d been much more fun if you could have continued bombing them with e-mails daily… Several times a day.
Imagine you’d found out their phone number. Everybody at the whizbang would have known your name shortly.
Sorry your Valentine wasn’t too romantic *hands you a rose*.
cur
I just wanted to add that I agree with AQuietEvening *grins*.
"Kitten from Hell -an illustrated biography". Haha.
you know i really love the poetry.
Aw, too bad they responded so soon—I liked your idea of being on the best seller list. You still have "The Adventures of KfH", I think THAT would make a great kids book!