The Sleeping Cone

The Sleeping Cone

A Chapter by Some Random Person.

She was sleeping as she could,


Trying not to stir a bone,


Laying out there as still as wood,


Playing as though she were a cone.

 


© 2011 Some Random Person.


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Ravenclaw House, The Library, Messaline, Midnight, colonizing the New Earth, TX



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