Imagine if your best friend was a flea that knew morse code...
I was sent home today
I was itching in class
The teacher was concerned,
She gave me passWhen I got to the nurses'
I was already fine
The itching was caused by
A friend of mineI tried to tell the nurse,
But she proceeded to
Take a pick from her purseI wiggled and giggled
Screamed and cried,
But the nurse had found him
And set him to the sideI tried to grab him,
Knock his jar to the floor,
But the nurse was finished
And said I could miss class no moreI knew I couldn't save him,
But maybe he could
I tapped on the jar,
"Just hide in the wood"He hid in a cranny
And the nurse couldn't find him
I returned after class
And was again beside him.
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Nonsense night writings
Short StorySo these probably won't make much sense, but they're not supposed to. This is just a bunch of short stories I'm going to write before bed. Please don't expect much of this or judge me for it. I would love to know what my readers enjoy and if you hav...