How do I feelA curse on your house!You scourge of my life!You're worse than a louse!You stab like a knife!I see you sit thereLike nothing's awry.I tear out my hair!I then start to cry!Why are you like that?You wicked old toad!You filthy old rat!I wish you'd explode!Oh, is it enough,To say I hate you!It seems kind of rough.But really it's true!You make me feel sick!I stomp both my feet!I've got a bad tick,That just can't be beat.My life just plain sucks!It's really your fault!Too bad you're not stuckIn some kind of vault!
The Condensed Milk Dilemma P4"I have proof the servants were innocent." Fernando said calmly."Well, bring it forward." The policeman said.Fernando grabbed my hand and led us toward the police. He handed the box to the man and stepped back. The police and his friends had started to go through the papers. After much humming and hawing they declared that the puzzle had been solved."It was an assassination by the royal family, actually their aunt." The policeman shouted to the crowd. "The servants were completely innocent. You see how the corruption of power went all the way back to ancient times? Aren't you glad to have such an honest man working for you know? Remember, vote for Ali!"The crowd cheered and shouted and threw things into the air. The puzzle had been solved and now the servants were proven innocent. The policeman came over to us."Ali at your service." He said with a bow. "I am exceedingly glad to have this cleared up, thought next year we will have to find something else to do in its place, but I am
The Condensed Milk Dilemma P3The room was silent for a moment but soon I was being bombarded with excuses for everyone having to leave, I vaguely remember saying good-bye. Eventually only Paul, Fernando, Insignificant, and my self were the only people left in the room. Insignificant just sat on the floor looking at Fernando his eyes wide with curiosity."Well." Paul said, breaking the eerie silence. "This has been an eventful evening."I couldn't agree more."What shall we do now?" He asked.I turned to the prince, he was the one who could answer that question. There was obviously something he had to do that the dwarf had told him. But what? The Prince noticed that I was staring at him and after clearing his throat he answered my unasked question."I have to do something, though I'm not sure what, and I'm not sure where, but I have to do it to get my throne back completely. That message is a riddle I must solve. Most of it is fairly easy, I'll go to the river in the shallow area and I'll find something, the tricky
The Condensed Milk Dilemma P2"I'm not her husband. Just the neighbor" He said jokingly."I apologize." The stranger said, "I just assumed."I assured him I wanted him to stay and rest. He agreed and I quickly put together a plate of some leftover steak and potatoes. I told him he could go eat in his room so he would not be seen by the guests. I showed him to his room and told if there was anything he wanted to just ask. I then left him and joined Paul, who was sulking on the couch. I asked him what his problem was."I don't trust him, he looks sneaky."I told him he thought everyone looked sneaky. Seeing he could not truthfully deny this he shrugged his shoulders and began putting out glasses. The whole time I finished preparing I thought about the stranger. It made me very curious. He was obviously some one of education and his manners were that of a well brought up person. What was he doing on the side of the road in the middle of a storm? My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door. Paul went a
The Condensed Milk Dilema P1 It was a dark and stormy night. The wind howled like a lost animal moaning for medical help. My cat was hiding under the bed and refused to come out and face me like the fur ball it was. How could I get the fudge recipe to turn out properly if the condensed milk had run dry? I had planned on sending the cat, Insignificant, to the store, but the coward would not move off his furry behind and buy me more condensed milk for the incomplete fudge recipe. He only gave me one of those cat looks that means "You have got to be kidding me." I guess he doesn't want to go out in the rain. If I was to complete the fudge in time for the party I would have to go and get it myself. I did not relish the idea of going out in the storm, but I knew it had to be done. I pulled on my rubber boots, my rain coat, and my rain hat and ventured out into the stormy night that would change my life forever. The first step out the door I took, was colder then the touch of death, I
Poor Blind Boy"Oh say what is that thing call'd light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ;What are the blessing of the sight,O tell your poor blind boy. You talk of wondrous things you see,You say the sun shines brightI feel him warm but how can heMake it day or night?My day or night I make myselfWhene'er I sleep or playAnd could I ever keep awakeWith me 'twere always day.With heavy sighs I often hearYou morn my hapless woe ;But sure with patience I can bearA loss I ne'er can know.Then let not what I cannot haveMy cheer of mind destroy:While thus