Hand Gobble, Fist Gobble

I'm thankful for the turkey that shall be upon my plate. I am thankful for my family that happened to be; because I didn't get to choose them, but if I did, it somehow would be exactly them. I'm thankful for my friends because unlike my family they were the ones I chose and somehow they chose me. I'm thankful for the moment and I hope to live those moments greatly. Honoring the time I have and respecting the time that has been taken away from loved ones too old or too young. I'm thankful.

Love,

Teas

Elephantuation :repost

Pink Elie: Eehhhhhggggghhh(elephant for dork)
Brownish Gray Epider: eeeeerrrgghhherrgher? (is that a yes?)

sniff

I'm finding myself crying in every movie now, though it make sense in, "The Help", but not some of the others.

SpaceMeowwEEEEEMan

A little clumsy, a little spacey, a little heavy handed, and a little thought.
But at least it's a little something.

How's the weather?

Sliding across the concrete of past defeats to finally amount just enough courage to stop, glance, smile, and say,

"Hi. Looks like a chance of rain.":{)

peanut peanut

a peanut, a gift,
'cause you're my jelly,
my miss.
because together when press,
is how you and i taste best!!!

Delicious.

zooom...

chik-chik, Polaroid!

ampersand

rrribbit

fashionista

Rrrooaar or Treat

Let be the only incident that we have is to enjoy some cavities!

Shell it out

I'm Donatello.
It comes as a default, because as kids, we used our initials to determine who we were. Ka-pow!

NappyTime

Steel Bust

OinkieWoofie

splat!

Would you believe a still life drawing?
I wouldn't but some might:)

Beam me up!

o brother!

Whoa Nelly!

la di da la di dey...

in your FACE!

coercion

Gather here.

Wait till you see me Butterfly!

Umm, Revison.

That's Me:)

Sphere&Square

FireRocket

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A fire-rocket with a pup ducted taped.

A boy amused with spark to light fuse.

A mom scolds as blast-off unfolds.

A moment being of being bold,

The boy lights, the pup flies, the mom cries,

and woes, and screams, and dreams flies!

My Very Sappy Elephant Love

 

Here the moment lies, where I have devised, this masterful plan of flower in trunk, in hopes to present to you how-I-am-so-hunk.
Because you know as they say, it's all a matter of confidence and though to you it's not evident, you are my one hundred percent.

And if I may plead innocence, I would say,  

Will you allow us to sit and see what is your type of romance, because if I may say I think we deserve a stampeding chance, to have one of them trunk-intertwine-earth-shake-kind-of-dance, of lovers spit and a moments quit, to come back and say, I miss you today, and that even though we're pachyderms we do possess loving terms, to not let our thick skin prevent us to feel, that maybe you and I can be real.

So no need to run for I don't intend to hold you down, for gravity should suffice enough to keep you ground. 

But for all I ask is that when you look around, that you choose to see me, the elephant with flower in trunk, in hopes to be your hunk, that you'd want a chunk of, so that we may possess the best love.

Heavy weights, but lighter than air; for the moment you stand next to I, is the moment we're able to fly.

Dharma

Naked upon your palm.
Rainbow'd by your sexy brows,
Your eyes, sultry and shiny; focuses on me.
My will is carried away by the wind you breathe.
I'm blown by your charm; undressing me.
Bare and embarrassed by who I am;

i resort to cover up.

Dare I to tempt the cosmic order of things?
And reveal what I hold dear.
It isn't sex, don't feed the cliche.
It's the ability of humility,
To come out and say...

"I think you're kind of cool, the kind I like on summer days.

I think you're kind of hot, the type I like when breaths are frothed.

I think I like your smile, the curl I like about your lips.

I think I like your stare, the shape they make when you look.

I think I like the contradiction, of you and I, and me and you.

So how about you say, we spend some time, go pass the hours of our curfew, and take a moment just for two"

Invisible

What I like to believe...

BareNaked

Miss, it's okay, I'm not here to hurt you.

I've taken off my shell.

Even if you shoot, I'm...

BANG!!

...

...

...

hard-boiled.

Yellow Pole

Two roads diverge by a Yellow Pole.
And Sorry I could not travel both,
For both ways lit a red.
And each way is to live or be dead.

And be one artist, long I stood.
And looked down one as far as I could.
For each the either, or one the neither,
Because who could say the way to go,
And so ahead is to and fro.
All the same with change faces,
All the same with change places.

So I sat and sit and waited the while.
Like a lost and abandoned child.
And Old I instantly grew,
As I stood with time forgot
Finally, "what to do?" I knew.
To go and not be caught.

Caught up in fantasy,
Dreaming of things we see,
Rather than living and Be.

-Frost poorly Adaptated by Teas

A resolution

Let's have peaceful days.