she's still not over the fact that she is under the ground she speaks in rattly, clattery hissing voices whenever they come around "I'll reach right up and turn your ankles you unforgivable gits, for burying me, prematurely, over a spell of the coughing fits" so angry with her new residence and bored a deeper shade of blue she's knocked over her marble marker and broken it clean in two. Boo! ~ Rene 2010 To join Magpie Tales click HERE For another take on this magpie please check out "The Song Of The Stone Healer"
Truly.. This sounds like a great way to get free.. Love the positive tone here.
ReplyDeleteOh to be so free!! xx
ReplyDeleteYES! From your mouth to God's ears! LOL. Your words speak to me - you have no idea how much!
ReplyDeleteexcellent take on the image.
ReplyDeletelove your language!
ReplyDeleteGood advice!
ReplyDeleteWow! Compelling. From 100 to free.
ReplyDeleteReminded me of the huddled masses, yearning to breathe free. Well done.
ReplyDeleteI believe she's got to be happy!
ReplyDeletePack those bags and be free..
ReplyDeleteTalk about off the grid !
ReplyDeleteSounds most enticing!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful ^_^
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