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josefcubCategory Artwork (Traditional) / Comics
Species Dinosaur
Size 909 x 1280px
File Size 116 kB
Radar: Dude I can see the dinosaur
Dan: What dinosaur where
(In background the dinosaurs head has popped the roof off his tail is whipping side to side, and his footpaws either side of Dan)
Radar: Did you go to the Zoo again
Dan: I swear he followed me home.
Radar: *Facepalm* Another mouth to feed
great picture
Dan: What dinosaur where
(In background the dinosaurs head has popped the roof off his tail is whipping side to side, and his footpaws either side of Dan)
Radar: Did you go to the Zoo again
Dan: I swear he followed me home.
Radar: *Facepalm* Another mouth to feed
great picture
hehe as they say a picture speaks a thousands words, your pictures however speak a moment of pure magic, that sparks my writing, when i get time, i will write something about what you inspire me to do. I'm no Shakespeare but here's a little poem I wrote;
"When on a winters morn, when the sun it doth woke its sleepy head, i took pen to paper and this it what I said,
Sun lights brittle its broken by a simple tree.
But its rays still scorch my ivory flesh.
When once I saw my wife, her smile as radiant as can be.
Too bad her ghost, still pesters me.
Shall I awake on often days forlorn.
The clouds decending to the floor.
What I knew is more about the past.
Too bad her ghost, always seems to last.
But with a memory I wrote this somme,
This thing to sing to her all night long.
The winters wind still beacons me to her.
Even though she is not there.
When I awoke, this time for sure.
I had the arms of my love around me.
He's strong willed, and yet gentle as a dove.
Yet I never knew till now, what he is for me.
My shelter, my grace.Those sparkling eyes, that sit upon his face.
The gentle breeze that saunters through his skin.
What is love?
It's what I possess within
What I have with him"
Something to think about eh?
"When on a winters morn, when the sun it doth woke its sleepy head, i took pen to paper and this it what I said,
Sun lights brittle its broken by a simple tree.
But its rays still scorch my ivory flesh.
When once I saw my wife, her smile as radiant as can be.
Too bad her ghost, still pesters me.
Shall I awake on often days forlorn.
The clouds decending to the floor.
What I knew is more about the past.
Too bad her ghost, always seems to last.
But with a memory I wrote this somme,
This thing to sing to her all night long.
The winters wind still beacons me to her.
Even though she is not there.
When I awoke, this time for sure.
I had the arms of my love around me.
He's strong willed, and yet gentle as a dove.
Yet I never knew till now, what he is for me.
My shelter, my grace.Those sparkling eyes, that sit upon his face.
The gentle breeze that saunters through his skin.
What is love?
It's what I possess within
What I have with him"
Something to think about eh?
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