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The Impossible Wonder Sky

In the land of Neverbelieve, I saw a brain gnasher chewing through the deep dark rose blossomed sky like a lawnmower grazes the green cover of a summer’s garden. 

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I smelt the putrid smell of a portaloo reminding me of forgotten wet socks lingering at the bottom of the washing pile.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I remember the desolate landscape of the deep blue swimming around me, swallowing the air in a ravenous gulping shark fashion.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I tasted the evergrowing, edible eggplant whilst envying the enormous elephant roaming everlastingly in Europe.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I discovered that nature’s vacuum cleaner was sucking up all the pests around me similar to how a lightning bolt strikes the earth.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I thought about my long lost cat popping out of a carrot chewer hole, which warmed my heart like it was an electric heater.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I sang to the burning lanterns moving steadily across the sky that were as fast as a tortoise winning a race against a hare. 

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I felt the soft silky feel of a purr makers coat as it rolls over onto it’s back revealing it’s long luna claws.

 

In the land of Neverbelieve, I walked into space, gazing up at the gas balls as they glimmered across the dark cape of the wonder sky.

 

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