The sand on my toes
I feel something close to me
Darn, it’s a crab, ouch.
The powdery snow
It calls to me and my board
Whoosh, the trees fly past.
Water colored sky
I wish I could taste the color
Pink fading away.
Mr. Grey, cute paws
So furry, soft, and clawless
Cushioned little toes.
Socks have a hard life
Victims of the warm dryer
Never to be seen.
I’m having a party at my house and it’s getting out of hand. People are jumping off the roof into the pool and someone says my 109 year old neighbor is knocking on the front door. So I get off the roof and grab a towel, putting on my shirt and shoes as i’m running downstairs to answer the door. “What in God’s name is going on here?” She says while she is on the phone with the police. I start to panic and yell at everyone to be quiet for a second (which does not work). Out of nowhere she throws her on the ground and says she will call the police back if she isn’t allowed to come in and party. She is watching people jump off the roof and the next thing you know she’s in a graceful swan dive into the pool. I look over at my homie and we both smile, I feel bad for the guy though, he has to stay sober to keep things in check and make sure things don’t get too out of hand. It’s around 11:30 and I’m very intoxicated, I took this pill that looks like a gummy bear and I just want to hug everyone. About an hour later im throwing up and sweating like I just sprinted a 5k. Another hour goes by and I wake up on a pool floatie, the party still going but there’s more and more people coming through my door. It’s obvious something is going on here because there are cars up and down the street.
I start to see a unicorn flying over my house and that’s when my homie Brad comes up and says. “Dude are you okay?” It turns out I was laced with ecstasy from a cup someone gave to me while I was playing dice. I get carried to my master bathroom to take a cold shower because I am sweating so much, but to me and Brad’s surprise there is an ice cream cone mixed with a giraffe going to the bathroom! I fall asleep in a cold bath and wake up the next morning depressed and hungover wondering why I am still in the bathtub and how I got there. I walk outside to the living room and it looks the same as it did before the party even started. It’s eerie how clean it was it usually takes days before the house looks clean after a party. It takes me a couple hours of talking with friends to realize that my neighbor had cleaned the entire house, took out all of the trash and mopped all of the floors. I find a little note on the coffee table in the living room that says. “My 110th birthday is next weekend bring your friends”. And the rest is history.
This is a real life picture of the party
I so love my cat
She is cute and amazing
She has many whiskers
And four swaying legs as well
When she purrs I feel happy.
My water bottle
It is just so cold and wet.
With a plastic lid
And a colorful purple
When it pours I feel frightened.
I like my backpack
It is suttle and helpful.
It has very long straps
And has comfy canvasing
It carries, I feel happy
I so love my car
It is sleek and beautiful.
It has four soft doors
And many flawless silvers
When it roars I feel happy.
I so love my snow
It is just so wet and cold
With a floating white
And many water fluffy
When it floats I feel happy.
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