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pricked by awls

Judith wrote: ", and a skunky"

A what?

hid Muttonchop's visage.

Lobstergirl wrote: "Judith wrote: ", and a skunky"

A what?"

( I don't know, my posts on this site have been getting mixed up. It could be me but I don't think sorry. If it is I'm sorry for the confusion.)

His eyes searched

Judith wrote: "Lobstergirl wrote: "Judith wrote: ", and a skunky"

A what?"

( I don't know, my posts on this site have been getting mixed up. It could be me but I don't think sorry. If it is I'm sorry for the..."

Mine too. When I post them they seem to be responding to the last visible post, but when I come back I too am like, "what?"

Any way, next post

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frantically in the

rolling, rushing rapids

for a limb,

and someone to

help him grab

onto his courage.

But twilight encroached

, he was blinded

,and he began

to doubt that

anyone would find

his misplaced monocle.

New rule: you can't retroactively add punctuation to the previous person's entry. You gotta go with what you've been given.

But his courage,

failed him as

the darkness swallowed

the setting sun.

The next morning

he was surprised

ti find another

(Hi Karen)

monocle that served

(Hi Judith)

him very well

considering his obstacle

he might just

as well forget

to pray to

,however mightily appealing,

his hirsute god.

Then, unexpectedly, Muttonchop

remebered that he

left his courage

in the cotton patch

where the snakes

had startled him.

What little courage

he could muster

he charged the

ostrich, whose beak

bent back toward

a rotted beech.

The ostrich, who's

feathers seem to

turn fuschia when

his eyes and

it ran toward

the nudist parade,