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Question: Would you please review and critique my newest from the STORYTELLER series!?
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TEAMWORK
As Sandal Walker begins to tell the story,
Cornplanter prepares the bag of props!.
As he pulls out the bear’s head, she begins!.
“The bear’s sweet tooth comes with
a thick fur coat!. The bees battle with his hair
but he feels no stings or things!. He loves
the comb-hive filled with honey, and
does not care what’s in his hair!.”
Then Cornplanter reaches into the bag
and pulls out the turkey feather bee!.
The children laugh as he buzzes it around!.
“The Queen of the bees calls the King!.
He knows how to fix this thing!.
And stings the bear
on his soft pink thing!”
With that, Cornplanter hits the bear
in the nose with the bee!.
And the crowd goes wild…
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Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
NOW it makes sense!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Should this make sense for a bored humanzee!?
or for Zee - the love interest of the character Link
http://www!.answers!.com/topic/the-matrix-!.!.!.
I just ask as well: "Why am I here!?"
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what have all your above with the POETRY
!?!?!?
P!.S!.
"You guys are not all right!. Neither one of you!."
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Edit:
Oh, great!. I see above in here some light _
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poor Bear! Sweet tooth or not that sting on the nose really smarts!
but then he is not real !.!. is he but just a prop!.!. so much for my feigned pity!.
I do like your wild crowd and natives dancing!.
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This crowd is going wild also, Legend-maker!Www@QuestionHome@Com
I love this series!. Amusing and interesting!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Spoken like a true tale teller and we around the camp fire and we are cheering!Www@QuestionHome@Com
Tall tales are the best!.Www@QuestionHome@Com
Let my inspiration flow in token rhyme, suggesting rhythm,
That will not forsake you, till my tale is told and done!.
While the firelight's aglow, strange shadows from the flames will grow,
Till things we've never seen will seem familiar!.
Shadows of a sailor, forming winds both foul and fair all swarm!.
Down in Carlisle, he loved a lady many years ago!.
Here beside him stands a man, a soldier from the looks of him,
Who came through many fights, but lost at love!.
While the story teller speaks, a door within the fire creaks;
Suddenly flies open, and a girl is standing there!.
Eyes alight, with glowing hair, all that fancy paints as fair,
She takes her fan and throws it, in the lion's den!.
Which of you to gain me, tell, will risk uncertain pains of hell!?
I will not forgive you if you will not take the chance!.
The sailor gave at least a try, the soldier being much too wise,
Strategy was his strength, and not disaster!.
The sailor, coming out again, the lady fairly leaped at him!.
That's how it stands today!. You decide if he was wise!.
The story teller makes no choice!. Soon you will not hear his voice!.
His job is to shed light, and not to master!.
Since the end is never told, we pay the teller off in gold,
In hopes he will return, but he cannot be bought or sold!.
Terrapin Station!
Inspiration! Move me brightly!. Light the song with sense and color;
Hold away despair, more than this I will not ask!.
Faced with mysteries dark and vast, statements just seem vain at last!.
Some rise, some fall, some climb, to get to Terrapin!.
Counting stars by candlelight, all are dim but one is bright;
The spiral light of Venus, rising first and shining best,
On from the northwest corner of a brand new crescent moon,
While crickets and cicadas sing a rare and different tune,
Terrapin Station!.
In the shadow of the moon, Terrapin Station!.
And I know we'll get there soon, Terrapin Station!.
I cant figure out, Terrapin!
If it's the end or beginning, Terrapin!
But the train's put its brakes on, Terrapin!
And the whistle is screaming, Terrapin!
Terrapin Station - at the siding
While you were gone, these faces filled with darkness!.
The obvious was hidden!. with nothing to believe in!.
Sullen wings of fortune beat like rain!.
You're back in Terrapin for good or ill again
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