Friday, May 7, 2010

monsters

Rainy day. Narrowly avoid marauding politicians. Pretend to be a monster. Toothgnash and talonswipe. Growl, grimace. Laserface. Bludgeonbone. Wings made up of baby mice, mewling. Monsters eat obstacles for lunch. For dinner, plundered sandwiches. Curl up in their monster caves with spiny tails for pillows. Remember Eustace the dragon, from Voyage of the Dawn Treader? Gold plates are not a cozy bed. Dirt and laundry. Soapsuds.

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