He returned to the house where his chair used to sit,
But the house was locked up and his key didn’t fit.
So he sat drinking tea wondering what he should do…
“I guess I’ll go back to room 142.”
He returned to the house where his chair used to sit,
But the house was locked up and his key didn’t fit.
So he sat drinking tea wondering what he should do…
“I guess I’ll go back to room 142.”
Well this is said, though the ditty is pretty funny.
The pirate child is superb, thanks for sharing your process on that one!
This is too cute and I know that look. This is fabu! Your characters just have so much life in them. They’ve been places and done things. Thanks for your kind words this morning. I had big ol tears in my eye as I read your words. Thanks so much! They were good tears too. Hugs to you soul sister!
Hugs
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