Hunter is awesome. He is well-known for his book about goblins, a thrilling tale of a young man distinguishing fairytales from reality who starts to realize it's not that simple. Fun fact: Hunter is a uni-kitty and feels no need to explain himself on that front. Look it up.
“A bat came flying in the room!
(I shouldn’t have lived so close to the dugout.)
The flower was in bloom.”
A bat came flying in the room!
(I shouldn’t have lived so close to the dugout.)
The flower was in bloom.
My sister kicked the pug out.
I shouldn’t have lived so close to the dugout
old ruins (that were falling in the sea).
My sister kicked the pug out:
The pug, of course, is me
Old ruins that were falling, don’t you see,
are a good place to ride a horse.
The pug was coarse as me.
The pug named Thor was Norse.
Our good place to ride (I’m hoarse —
I swallowed a bug and screamed)
the thug outdoors was north
of here. For days I dreamed
I followed a bug and screamed
at the bug, he was so dear,
you hear? For days I dreamed
of standing on the pier.
Bah humbug, he was a deer.
The flour was in the room,
you hear? For days I dreamed
a bat came flying in the room.
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I love pugs