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[Mortimer]

a tranquil wisp of something fragrant past my face in the faintly moonlight night

it was faintly dark





















not the wisp

the night











I could not tell the color of the wisp, only sniffed in it's odorifous beauty


But I could see its sillouette and did follow it








It lead me to a fairy den.....creatures of the night---yes....but also creatures from the elegant whims of the Creator gathered to make nightmares of darkness brighten into dreams of good things come true.



I peeked inside and followed the wisp to where it came....as it landed on the pretty head of the Thebby Fairy.


































God it was awful.





















ROR!!


I'm kidding.









It was beautiful in the innocent/majical way it led me here and fell softly back into place to join her other strands....strands that made up the the magnetic framing of the face masterpiece.....the Thebby face.



I would sleep safely this night.......in the dark.

[blackthroatedwind]

Let me be the first to say.......





































blech!

[Mortimer]

Oh golly.






















rule-eng en leff-eng!!!













WHEW!








But I have more.....I have just chewed 2 aged sen-sen.




Soon it will release more paint for my Thebby canvas

[blackthroatedwind]

She's a hypnotist collector.......

















.....and you are a walking antique.

[Mortimer]

Oh my God.







!!


Get outta heah.









And now......





......Stopping By Pretty Legs On A Drug Induced Evening

Whose pretty legs these are I think I know.
I thought I saw them performing in the village though;
What are they doing here
Whatever else there was; was covered up by snow.

My little noodle thought it queer
To see such pretty legs without a CWD bar near
I brushed away snow covering more like a vanilla cake
To reveal the rest of the Playmate of the year.

Too good to be true, I thought it a mistake
I saw I found the dancer called Thebby Shake
Sleeping in the forest and sleeping so pretty as to make one weep
The woods are lovely,dark and deep ( =;> )

And oh boy would I be shot for these thoughts that now do seep
Lucky me...I have made no promises to keep,
And I will smile a LOT before I sleep,
And I will smile a LOT before I sleep,

[blackthroatedwind]

You are perverting a poem my Dad used to recite at the dinner table.


















At least I quoted Dylan.


























Bob.........not Thomas.

[Mortimer]

Originally Posted by blackthroatedwind

You are perverting a poem my Dad used to recite at the dinner table.


















At least I quoted Dylan.


























Bob.........not Thomas.

Did he really?





Geez..that's amazing.






"Bob...not Thomas."


Fine work.




Well...it was meant to be lightly taken ,but still show Thebby in a very positive light.




I must now go deeper into a simmering asparagus cajoled trance.....and top off the evenings Thebby prose.

[Hickory Hill Hoff]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGEnKh0ocb0

[Mortimer]

Originally Posted by Hickory Hill Hoff

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGEnKh0ocb0

Funny...sounds more like Oinkman and Scat Daddy chirping.

[Mortimer]

I sniffed too much simmering asparagus.


I didn't go into a creative trance.


















I fell asleep.






And now am too groggy to create more Thebby Delights.











It will only strengthen me for my triumphant return to form tomorrow.










When I shall also challenge Oinkman to a fool.




Oh.






He already is.










Perhaps his cut man, then......Scat Daddy.


Oh.







So is he.















Good.


My load is already lightened.