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YetiSherpa, Sherpa! Huddle in your yurts, It is the vernal equinox. Soon, theyll come traipsingYeti
Down the mountainside. Mehteh! Migoi! Mirka! Marching. Apron-clad and big blue hats, It is tea time for the Yeti. Once a year on this First Spring Day, All the yeti come out to play. Oolong, Black, Rooibos, too,
Sherpa, hide! None for you. Crumpets and biscuits and wee tea cakes All piled high on stoneware plates. Pearls and lipstick all agleam, Little yeti laugh and scream. For once a year on this First Spring Day, The grownups all come out to
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WomanWoman. You have walked in shadows of flung stones. Hold your head high. You stand among giants who paved a way for freedom. Rest not though on their accomplishments Step upon your own path, and be free. There is no shame in faltering. For treachery abounds. Continue forward as you must for yourself. You have no weakness to fear for you are honed, sharp and edged. Glorious you will make your way and shine like a bird of fire. I, boy, cannot walk that way. I can merely celebrate your glory. She sister, or she mother He brotherWoman
Bear-Lion| I am who I am. I'm a lover of art, but not a creator. I'm far too left-brained for that sort of thing. I've a fair number of friends and acquaintances who are creators and post their works here. I deviate from time to time in the form of the written word or confections of the kitchen. My visual art consists of stick figures and coloring books; and even then, I stray from the norm. I also like sweater-wearing penguins. |
I think it's cool that many deviants post their art here
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An eye for eye only ends up making the whole world blind.
M.K. Gandhi
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