This limerick could be the beginning of a fairy tale. Something old, and scary. Are you sitting comfortably? Once upon a time… Within the wood so dark and deep Where no spider dares to creep The air is silent; deathly still: There is a purple daffodil That holds the key to “beauty’s” sleep… Written […]
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