by Ninja Jedi » Sun May 20, 2012 2:39 am
wait...i feel a poem coming on...
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The squiddies, they all grew at last
(They were not especially fast)
But now no one cares,
They're so happy with theirs
Even though more than 6 weeks have passed
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Ninja Jedi on Sun May 20, 2012 2:54 am, edited 1 time in total.
She says it’s been so long
She can’t remember when
The mention of his name
Didn’t make her feel again
That anything is possible
And every day’s a brand new start
And love’s something powerful
When it finds a willing heart.
There’s a keeper for every flame.
There was someone in his past
That he hasn’t gotten over yet
Each day is like the last
He just misses what he can’t forget
It’s just an empty space
Where something used to be
Now he guards the gate,
but he’s lost the key
So no one enters, but no one leaves
There’s a keeper for every flame.
~Keeper for Every Flame, Mary Chapin Carpenter
they were started in Japan and finished in New Zealand so they've had quite a journey to adulthood. If we have more squids in the future they won't take so long to grow
