Mewsings from a Bardic Bird π March β 04-16-23
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A bit of a game, a puzzle, In Which I take a randomly-chosen word, fly to the Cauldron of Creativity, and bring back a small story of a world that Could Be.
A Land of Wonder, if you will.
A Wonderland.
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Todayβs Word: March
Todayβs Mewsing: Oh, how Cerise, the Creative Crow longed to stay in bed today! They felt sure that nothing good would come of their creativity, so why even try?
Well, they knew the answer to that question β had said it to others many a time, in fact β and they were not about to be caught out in a flagrant hypocrisy such as that.
So, they fluffed out their feathers once or twice, cleared the sleep from their eyes, had a nice long drink of water and some breakfast seeds-and-Goodness, and, with a final sigh and deep breath of Readiness, began to march over to their studio to begin the dayβs creating.
After all, it wouldnβt do itself, now would it?
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And that's your lot for today! Please to put a penny in the little box. ^shake, shake^
Chirp, chirp! πΆπΆ
Birdy, BardicRaven (& Opinionated!Bird) :>O<:
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