Lightning struck the tiger growls.
Its teeth as sharp as katanas.
Its prey sniffers shine up to the galaxy.
Ruffling its firey fur,
The striped tiger howls,
Opening its damaged freckled mouth
Giant legs that are covered in fur arms that scratch animals.
It blinks thinks and waits for its prey.
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Jack had always been curious and his father had often warned him that it would lead to trouble. One snowy Saturday, he was walking down Berryland Street when he noticed something odd about the old, insecure Emporium. For the first time, the soiled smudgy door was open, so without a sigh he tip toed inside.
Jack had always been curious and his father had often warned him that it would lead to trouble. One snowy Saturday, he was walking down Berryland Street when he noticed something odd about the old, insecure Emporium. For the first time, the soiled smudgy door was open, so without a sigh he tip toed inside.
“I see you’ve found my book of memories,” mumbled a voice. Jack was shocked, he gently closed the book. It was a man with silver shiny eyes, his dirty old jacket and his filthy pants. On his shoulder there was a magical parrot.
If I was summoned
to create a treasure
I would make:
The beak of
a toucan
the feather of a lilac-breasted
roller guarding its territory
the feather of a Pegusus
protecting the horizon.
The sound of
your heart beating
when losing a race or losing a match.
The smell of
a marshmallow
Roasting in a flamey fire.
The taste of
a big burger being eaten
In front of people.
The sight of
an adorable baby
and a cute little puppy.If I was summoned
to create a treasure
I would make:
The beak of
a toucan
the feather of a lilac-breasted
roller guarding its territory
the feather of a Pegusus
protecting the horizon.
The sound of
your heart beating
when losing a race or losing a match.
The smell of
a marshmallow
Roasting in a flamey fire.
The taste of
a big burger being eaten
In front of people.
The sight of
an adorable baby
and a cute little puppy.
If I was summoned
to create a treasure
I would make:
The beak of
a toucan
the feather of a lilac-breasted
roller guarding its territory
the feather of a Pegusus
protecting the horizon.
The sound of
your heart beating
when losing a race or losing a match.
The smell of
a marshmallow
Roasting in a flamey fire.
The taste of
a big burger being eaten
In front of people.
The sight of
an adorable baby
and a cute little puppy.
If I was summoned
to create a treasure
I would make:
The beak of
a toucan
the feather of a lilac-breasted
roller guarding its territory
the feather of a Pegusus
protecting the horizon.
The sound of
your heart beating
when losing a race or losing a match.
The smell of
a marshmallow
Roasting in a flamey fire.
The taste of
a big burger being eaten
In front of people.
The sight of
an adorable baby
and a cute little puppy.
If I was summoned
to create a treasure
I would make:
The beak of
a toucan
the feather of a lilac-breasted
roller guarding its territory
the feather of a Pegusus
protecting the horizon.
The sound of
your heart beating
when losing a race or losing a match.
The smell of
a marshmallow
Roasting in a flamey fire.
The taste of
a big burger being eaten
In front of people.
The sight of
an adorable baby
and a cute little puppy.
If I was summoned
to create a treasure
I would make:
The beak of
a toucan
the feather of a lilac-breasted
roller guarding its territory
the feather of a Pegusus
protecting the horizon.
The sound of
your heart beating
when losing a race or losing a match.
The smell of
a marshmallow
Roasting in a flamey fire.
The taste of
a big burger being eaten
In front of people.
The sight of
an adorable baby
and a cute little puppy.
If I was summoned
to create a treasure
I would make:
The beak of
a toucan
the feather of a lilac-breasted
roller guarding its territory
the feather of a Pegusus
protecting the horizon.
The sound of
your heart beating
when losing a race or losing a match.
The smell of
a marshmallow
Roasting in a flamey fire.
The taste of
a big burger being eaten
In front of people.
The sight of
an adorable baby
and a cute little puppy.
Jack Kingsmith did not wanted to leave his family, Jack stared across the long green grass through the basement’s shiny diamond window. Jack sat down and made a sad face, he wiped away the tear coming down his cheek.
On his first day at school he met with his teacher Miss Green. Then quickly Miss Green realized that Jack was a fidgety boy. She put him on the front row so she could keep an eye on him while he was working. Jack put his head down and worked very hard until the bell rang then he ran as fast as thunder dashing through the sky.
The days turned into years and Jack started to feel settled. He spent his time learning more,handing out math books and doing science experiments and at home feeding Miss Green’s chickens.
Outside, the chickens run around the garden and there is a crow that guards the vegetables and there is blueberry big tree, bloody roses and a million carrots Inside, there’s spiders crawling up the giant muddy walls and there’s big rats running around.
Every night, Miss Green goes into the deep, dark forest. Jack could not take it anymore so he followed her in the dark forest. He peered through the green bushes and heard a loud growl. He didn’t want to go close but he wanted to know about the story behind it so went closer to it, she didn’t see him but then he saw it, a werewolf.
Then one knight, Ace, let Jack rub his belly. Within days, he would wrestle with playfully, searching for scraps in his cozy pocket. Jack changed. He no longer stomped to school he skipped happily.
Over the warm, dark cozy summer knights, Mrs Green saw how the lone wolf soothed the lone boy and their secret bound them together.
In the world of magical rooms
I stood in the room of ragged rubbers,
I saw people disappear.
I stood in the room of packs,
people panicked the packs cried.
I stood in the room of water bottles,
the water screamed like the ocean.
I stood in the room of ice,
I froze to death.
I stood in the room of books,
The pages flapped like flappy bird.
Finally, I stood in the room of bees,
honey appeared on my limbs.
Then one knight, Ace, let Jack rub his belly. Within days, he would wrestle with playfully, searching for scraps in his cozy pocket. Jack changed. He no longer stomped to school he skipped happily.
Over the warm, dark cozy summer knights, Mrs Green saw how the lone wolf soothed the lone boy and their secret bound them together.
On Monday, I saw a creepy cave at Queens park. It was as huge as a sky scraper.
On Tuesday, I ran as fast as lightning to Bolton parish school.
On Wednesday, I find a flying fish in the River Croal. It looked as hungry as a Megladon monster.
On Thursday, I walked to Winter Hill and saw a polite polar bear juggling with icy snow balls.
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