fridge poetry

Jan 03, 2009 15:48

one of the many things that I squealed with glee over upon discovery in the boxes- my box of word magnets (thank you again Mums!)

today's edition:

strange cheeky mortal
his slim mother
nutty travel book
outrun beauty faith of putrid loathsome society

Seems like a blurb from an odd novel... previous entries:

the galaxies met

sweet supplicant of chocolate

give fustilarian knave deadly lard before strumpet sweep?

and with that randomie, I am off to fix my bathroom sink, get cleaned up, and play munchkin BEFORE bedtime... will go into the deep, dark hole that is my current bedtime average some other time...

fridge poetry, goals

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