I woke up early one morning, the earth lay cool and still,
when suddenly a tiny bird perched on my window sill.
e sang a song so lovely, so carefree, and so gay,
that slowly all my troubles began to slip away.
He sang of far off places of laughter and of fun.
It seemed his very trilling brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers, crept slowly out of bed,
then gently shut the window and crushed his little head......
The End.
I'm not a morning person......


We designed this game to keep it fun and moving, so we can all still chat and post. The idea to have fun with a contest on the side.hope you enjoy it.

So lets yak it up, Poopies and Poopilinos.
How's your day going, Miss Hooter?
I'm back reading, but I'll be back soon.

I should be cleaning but sitting here. Just been informed the in laws are coming for a visit in June. Now our house it more a mess as I go through things lessening our load. Back to organizing knick knacks, dusting and vacuuming too...
So now you have to Clear to Lessen, and Clean for Company. I say, Screw the Cleaning for Company... I'd say "You didn't come here to comment on my House, You came to visit with ME!!! If you have a problem with the Mess, Wanna help me Clean It? Here's a Broom."
 ..... Busy Busy.
..... Busy Busy.Ccat said...
a Polar Bear in a Snow Storm?????
OK, he fixed it.
