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Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Rule Breaking
Groundation. This a word I created when I was seven to explain the predicament that I was often in. And now, I must use this word again. Yes, my dear, I am grounded. Yes, young sir, it is my fault. And yes, miss lady-dee-doo, I am going against the rules of my groundation to be making this post. Why, you may ask, would she ever do that? Well the answer to that is simple, sweetie. It is because I am a disobedient child and I break the rules very often. Well, I hear my mothers voice outside my window, so will sign off. But only for the moment.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
You Look Time Lord
Two mandatory things to remember:
Fezzes are cool
Bow ties are cool
But never forget
please don't forget
to not blink
don't look away
from the wibbly wobbly
timey wimey
stuff.
or the void stuff
because your child
just might have
a time head.
but everything will be
just fine.
don't cry little angel
Trust me
Just don't talk to me
when I'm cross
And yes
you may call me
Sexy
but only when we're
alone.
So hello
no
wait
the other one.
Name. Rank. Intention.
The Doctor. Doctor. Fun.
Brilliant
Fezzes are cool
Bow ties are cool
But never forget
please don't forget
to not blink
don't look away
from the wibbly wobbly
timey wimey
stuff.
or the void stuff
because your child
just might have
a time head.
but everything will be
just fine.
don't cry little angel
Trust me
Just don't talk to me
when I'm cross
And yes
you may call me
Sexy
but only when we're
alone.
So hello
no
wait
the other one.
Name. Rank. Intention.
The Doctor. Doctor. Fun.
Brilliant
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