Words of the Constant
A stitch here and there for a quick repair.
Glint and glitter.
It's all falling apart at the seams!
A long way from home, aren't we?
The weeds are whacking.
There isn't any iron in that forge, is there?
Shall we forge ahead?
My my, are those teeth I spy?
You went down, and left your crown!
As the spider catches the fly.
There's hunger deep within that eye.
It smells real enough.
A place to stew my magic brew.
A clever trick to transport things quick.
It's bad luck to shoot it down, but what do I know? Hyuyu!
It squawks no more.
A feather for me, from the bird of the sea.
This fabric tickles, hyuyu.
Greetings and salutations, sir.
It's out of prank juice.
Soon I'll sip a sleepy soup.
Stop that or I'll steal your voice.
Oh, dear.
It's a prank plant.
A tail from those great big bunnies.
It doesn't really matter which way you go.
Little stone slab, soon statues will be.
Big bean, made of marble.
How does it grow? I just do not know!
A column of marble, so tall and so cold.
A shubbery!
And here we see... a marble tree!
Shh, shush! I see ahead a burning bush!
Ashes to ashes.
Yikes! Spikes.
Gone, all gone.
Move, I'm gazing here.
It seems to be a burning tree!
Goodbye, dear spikes.
Taken in its prime. Hyuyu!
A sickly tree, so sharp and slender.
Humans mush stuff up sometimes. That's just how it is.
The face of an intelligent gent!
The eyes pierce, so fierce.
I would root for this brute!
A mask to place upon my face.
A mask to place upon my face.
A mask to place upon my face.
A mask to place upon my face.
A mask to place upon my face.