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Thursday, August 24, 2006
-intermission-

 I wrote this some time back, it almost got rejected for being too, er..."spiritual". Is it? Heh, one of those rare times when too much add math inspires...
 
 No One Knew
 
There was a little girl,
At the back of class.
No one really knew her,
No one cared to ask.
She was seven, maybe eight,
No one even knew.
 
What she did or where she stayed,
No one had a clue.
If she had friends,
They were probably few,
No one asked,
So no one knew.
 
When school was over,
She walked out fast.
No one knew where,
No one asked.
 
She walked to a house,
Looked in the window,
The one on the left,
One below.
 
She closed her eyes,
For a moment or two.
What she said,
No one knew.
And there she stood,
Her face at the window,
She didn't move,
She didn't go.
Only after the sunshine went,
She left with a smile that said,
"A day well spent."
 
 
In the house,
On the bed,
Lay an old lady,
So sick she looked dead.
She was pale and always cried.
For her love,
Was a chair by her side.
 
Everyday,
This little girl came,
And everyday,
She did the same.
Then,
One day she walked,
Slower than usual,
She looked a little,
Quieter than normal
 
She closed her eyes much longer,
And said a little more.
If anyone had heard her,
They'd know what she'd been coming for
 
She drew a shaky breath,
Her flood of tears restrained,
And in that little voice,
She started to explain.
 
"Today is the last day,
I will ever come.
I'll be moving away,
So says my mum.
I know no knows,
I've been coming everyday.
You don't even know me,
But I'll be going away.
I hope God's on that chair
You place by your side,
I hope you find He's worth
The times you've cried.
I also wonder,
What you'd say,
If you ever knew,
That when I come here everyday...
 
I come to pray for you."
 
Makes you wonder huh?

Typed out by royalty at 8/24/2006 12:47:39 am, and lived through by the one and only viphuman

 

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I will now introduce my royal self...

I am none other than...


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The Queen of the World!!



I will now tell you of how I came about...

Well, long long (16 yrs) ago, there once lived a very royal Baby Queen. She, was the one and only... (musicians, get ready...) QUEEN OF THE WORLD.

A royal forecaster once predicted that she will become a rich and famous yet extremely humble ruler, who will be admired by many, yet has the modesty of a...a... gee... I dunno... a... shoe, yea, shoe. He was soon kicked off TV3, ...but that's not the point. The point is that she was and is good and wonderful.

Alas, one day, her royal (now the UNroyal) toilet paper painter could no longer contain his jealousy. He stole the mini Queen from her royal crib, proclaimed himself heir and only son of the 6 month old baby and took the throne. Little did this microscopic minded imbecile know that because of his self acclaimed promotion, he was without a royal toilet paper painter, hehe, but the cunning, quickminded Queen... ah... she saw...

He requested that she be sent to live among the maids, but luckily, the mini Queen was not without her powers of persuasian, which she still uses even now. She carried out a diplomatic conversation with the tissue-painter-who-miniQueenapped-the-miniQueen-and-proclaimed-himself-heir to try and gain her dictatorship. This is what the Royal Record recorded of the conversation
for narrating purposes, he will be known as Toilet paper Man, TM, and I, the Mini Queen, MQ

TM : BANISH HER FROM THIS CASTLE AND PLACE HER IN CARE OF THE ROYAL MAIDS

MQ : *WAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!*translation: Shut up you ugly hairy faced man

TM : I have waited long enough for this day, that I may RULE!!!

MQ : *WAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!! *you want to rule? you go become a ruler, I sell you at MPH

TM : The time has now come for me to fulfill my dreams!!

MQ : WAAAAAAAAHHH!!! WAAAHWAAHHH? WAAA-....WAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! *Stupid man, guards, take him away!!! Guards? GUARDS!!!!!!!!

TM : She is no longer worthy to be Queen, she has been in denial long enough!

MQ : WAHHHHHHHHHHH!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!! *waaaah, waaahhhh

TM : I, the new Queen of the World, Queen Toilet paper Man, do hereby proclaim that all small trees be made into big trees!

MQ : WAAAAAHHHHHH!WAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!! *that's not how u proclaim u feet face!!!

TM :Send the baby to the peasants!


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