The Emotional And Springy Tiger by Brooklyn96, literature
Literature
The Emotional And Springy Tiger
Whose tiger is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite sad though. It really is a tale of woe, I watch him frown. I cry hello. He gives his tiger a shake, And sobs until the tears make. The only other sound's the break, Of distant waves and birds awake. The tiger is emotional, springy and deep, But he has promises to keep, Until then he shall not sleep. He lies in bed with ducts that weep. He rises from his bitter bed, With thoughts of sadness in his head, He idolises being dead. Facing the day with never ending dread.
Cub Teddy had always loved deprived Cardiff with its queenlike, quarrelsome quarries. It was a place where she felt jumpy. She was a noble, helpful, cocoa drinker with solid abs and moist fingernails. Her friends saw her as a pickled, pongy patient. Once, she had even helped an anxious chicken recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of woman he was. Cub walked over to the window and reflected on her magical surroundings. The wind blew like hopping badgers. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Anyma . Anyma was a hopeful wally with sticky abs and brown fingernails. Cub gulped. She was not prepared for Anyma. As Cub stepped outside and Anyma came closer, she could see the comfortable glint in her eye. "I am here because I want justice," Anyma bellowed, in a creepy tone. She slammed her fist against Cub's chest, with the force of 3530 donkeys. "I frigging love you, Cub Teddy." Cub looked back, even more healthy and still fingering
The Emotional And Springy Tiger by Brooklyn96, literature
Literature
The Emotional And Springy Tiger
Whose tiger is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite sad though. It really is a tale of woe, I watch him frown. I cry hello. He gives his tiger a shake, And sobs until the tears make. The only other sound's the break, Of distant waves and birds awake. The tiger is emotional, springy and deep, But he has promises to keep, Until then he shall not sleep. He lies in bed with ducts that weep. He rises from his bitter bed, With thoughts of sadness in his head, He idolises being dead. Facing the day with never ending dread.
Cub Teddy had always loved deprived Cardiff with its queenlike, quarrelsome quarries. It was a place where she felt jumpy. She was a noble, helpful, cocoa drinker with solid abs and moist fingernails. Her friends saw her as a pickled, pongy patient. Once, she had even helped an anxious chicken recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of woman he was. Cub walked over to the window and reflected on her magical surroundings. The wind blew like hopping badgers. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Anyma . Anyma was a hopeful wally with sticky abs and brown fingernails. Cub gulped. She was not prepared for Anyma. As Cub stepped outside and Anyma came closer, she could see the comfortable glint in her eye. "I am here because I want justice," Anyma bellowed, in a creepy tone. She slammed her fist against Cub's chest, with the force of 3530 donkeys. "I frigging love you, Cub Teddy." Cub looked back, even more healthy and still fingering
Journalism Introduction by TheSterlingStudies, literature
Literature
Journalism Introduction
Hi, How are you all doing? You can call me Sterling. I'm an African-American poetry writer, former math tutor, aspiring author, and self-employed journalist who wants to not only make a name for myself in the writing community but also be more and different from the average journalist and have my writing let my voice be heard. My voice has honestly been underrated when it comes to speaking the truth about something and plan one expanding on what has been said and turn those lies we commonly heard and. This explains the subtitle of my business being "Exploring and Exposing One Page At A Time". Why am I using DeviantArt for my journalism? I find DeviantArt kind of somewhat underrated for writers when it comes to journalism. Journalism is still writing and form of art that deserves more respects than it commonly is getting in this society. But, The Sterling Studies is more dedicated to being more than your average solo journalism business. My writing is not planned on being a one-time
I was tagged by ~GC254 (https://www.deviantart.com/gc254) to do this and here are my personal answers to his questions:
1. If you could spend the day hanging out with Sally and her friends, what kind of stuff would you do?
With Sally and her friends, I guess we can go to any places and have a barefooting adventure together like at a county fair or library or mall or such.
2. If you made a video game that you and/or your OCs were in, what would it be about?
One thing for sure would having another Jet Set Radio, Bookworm Adventures, or Pokemon-like scenario since it is easier to have a setup game
3. What OCs of yours would be in it?
Oh, definitely Ray Lin; more games
I was tagged by ~GC254 (https://www.deviantart.com/gc254) to do this for my OC, Tori Smith. So, here are 10 facts about Tori Smith. this is my first time ever doing something like this so hope I did fine for my first time. Do I plan on doing more? Depends on how this goes and if any of my OCs get tagged to have a facts list of them.
1. Tori usually wears perfectly pressed clothing and usually seen wearing matching skirt and shoes of a random color. She prefer skirts since she wears them as a way to "act like a lady". Tori would like to at least wear flip-flops so she can let her bare feet breathe, but she has not found any flip-flops that she personally liked that's in h
More pictures of this sexy barefoot lady in my gallery. However, I have run out of barefoot Asian males. They are much rarer and there have been no newcomers.