👆*Wholesomely dunks music in a rainbow and coats it in sugar sprinkles and sunshine* 👆
Maybe I should read this and post a link later. XD!
The Night Before Tomorrow
'Twas the night before tomorrow, when, as was her habit
Kat had finally finished playing with her little gray rabbit.
The quilts were carefully hung outside in the air
In the hopes that random birds soon would nest there.
Recently, instead of simply just going to sleep
Kat would mentally deconstruct patterns made from the wool of the sheep.
At two A.M. she would lie wide awake in her bed
While visions of advanced knitting patterns danced in her head.
With intricately twisted cables, and fancy Fair Isle
She had secretly been plotting on doing these things for a while.
Now was her chance, (she'd teach!) while to it her mother was new
There were all these amazing techniques that she had yet to get to.
Unbeknownst to her mother, who only saw Kat vanish,
She knew not how her daughter would quietly panic
Whenever the girl realized that she'd never live long enough
To ever possibly survive to make all of her stuff.
Sitting silently in her closet with two sticks and some string
Eating dry cereal for energy, her hands she would wring.
Passing soft yarn over her needles, she'd sit and she'd knit
Because that was the only place in her room where she could actually fit.
Upon remembering that she still had some quilting to get to
Kat's head flurried in a bit of a to-do.
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Ginger's Not-just-a-Ninjago-quotebook
Random*Casually switches to this quotebook, because the previous one gave my brother too much attention* Oh, yes. I am very cruel. :P A book in which anything can happen, so be prepared for mayhem in these (albeit virtual) pages. There'll be a L...
