The First of the Fourth
Loki enters the -c-h-a-t- contest
What, rules? There are no rules!
Rhythm, meter, syllabic constriction-
A fig at you all! Hah!
Rhyme, time, slime, arginine!
I shall strip verbally naked,
And run screaming through the daffodils!
Pbbbbbbbbbtttttt!
APRIL FOOL!!
About the Creator
Meredith Harmon
Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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Swan
“During the Metal Age, humans took photographs of everything beautiful, which was everything, yet machines did not even wear shoes. The Fauxna thought of a better way. They colored all of the light rose, for a corrupted source cannot be verified.” - Origin Parable, 011
By Nicky Frankly2 days ago in Fiction
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A fun and rebellious entry. :D