cacian
02-24-2012, 07:13 AM
On a fine country morning BitterSweet and Melody were out for a walk.
They were getting at each other's hikes because Bitter wanted to be sweet and Melody wanted to dance.
Such a conflicting torrent of contradictions that neither Mel nor Bitter could reach out for a compromise.
So along came the Zebra, No!!!! Not that that Zebra!!!
The crossing one of course!!
The one painted in white along the path to help and slow the speed of grooves.
He asked them to both stop and think before crossing their ideas again.
Boff!!!..They totally ignored him and so carried on walking and churking and still disagreeing on sweetness and dance.
Then along came the rain bow. No!!!! Not that rainbow!!
Mrs Rain and Mr Bow of course!!
Mr Bow bid them good hi and plegged with them to sit and think.
The rain was coming down and fast and a bow would not be any help stopping them from being drenched whilst they were still having their go at sweetened and danced.
Of course, oblivious to it all, Bitter and Mel were having none of it.
They still could not reach out for something right, but carried on walking, talking and waving at their own uncontrollable rising indecisions.
The day was as hefty if not as wavy at such misdemeanor of a sweet and a dance clash.
What a giftgab of a day!!
Oh well such is the life thought Bitter that could not help but notice that Mel was just as fierce if not unreal at not seeing about a dance that meant notthing compared to sweet.
But then and out of ways, came along a lady bird.
No!!!! Not that ladybird !!!
The lady with the hat and the bird that sat on a branch of the tree under which her lady sat to read a rap and the savvy tree that shook its leaves as lady picked her apple from.
Bitter and Mel lood up a while when lady said ''to grin and talk'' which should ensure a smoother fall to such a fuss over some words.
But little bird tweeted to songs and showed them how to get along.
'Ring a whistle and take a word mix up the two and you get a rhyme which should almost fit up a dance or even two.'!!Then take a bee let it roam free then in month, you shall come back for honey is made, and you shall have your very own sweetness or two!'
They were getting at each other's hikes because Bitter wanted to be sweet and Melody wanted to dance.
Such a conflicting torrent of contradictions that neither Mel nor Bitter could reach out for a compromise.
So along came the Zebra, No!!!! Not that that Zebra!!!
The crossing one of course!!
The one painted in white along the path to help and slow the speed of grooves.
He asked them to both stop and think before crossing their ideas again.
Boff!!!..They totally ignored him and so carried on walking and churking and still disagreeing on sweetness and dance.
Then along came the rain bow. No!!!! Not that rainbow!!
Mrs Rain and Mr Bow of course!!
Mr Bow bid them good hi and plegged with them to sit and think.
The rain was coming down and fast and a bow would not be any help stopping them from being drenched whilst they were still having their go at sweetened and danced.
Of course, oblivious to it all, Bitter and Mel were having none of it.
They still could not reach out for something right, but carried on walking, talking and waving at their own uncontrollable rising indecisions.
The day was as hefty if not as wavy at such misdemeanor of a sweet and a dance clash.
What a giftgab of a day!!
Oh well such is the life thought Bitter that could not help but notice that Mel was just as fierce if not unreal at not seeing about a dance that meant notthing compared to sweet.
But then and out of ways, came along a lady bird.
No!!!! Not that ladybird !!!
The lady with the hat and the bird that sat on a branch of the tree under which her lady sat to read a rap and the savvy tree that shook its leaves as lady picked her apple from.
Bitter and Mel lood up a while when lady said ''to grin and talk'' which should ensure a smoother fall to such a fuss over some words.
But little bird tweeted to songs and showed them how to get along.
'Ring a whistle and take a word mix up the two and you get a rhyme which should almost fit up a dance or even two.'!!Then take a bee let it roam free then in month, you shall come back for honey is made, and you shall have your very own sweetness or two!'