FC: The deadly and dreadful Punishments
1: The car It was a sunny day My friends were to hot to play I recommended the car it was not far we played so hard and made a mess lazy took over i was dull as a dover my dad was red like an apple like a bunch of elephants "BBBBB OOOOOOMMMMMM" he was angry and i knew i was forever band
2: Leopard hand the class was long and the clock did not move my pens beckoned they wanted to grove The colors of blue red and green my left hand did not look clean I looked at my hand and knew I was doomed no ideas of mine had presumed my mom saw my hands with designs I felt silent as a dull mime a grounding from markers I did feel darker
3: SPRAY PAINT we worked our way into the secret land We saw the cart and came up with a plan The rusty metal looked like and old tool We coated it in black like a fool Giving our rides with a dollar price Staining our hands with the blackish ice The wheels would creek "crk" as they turn Not knowing what we would soon learn Silent like a mouse it was back Then we went to see the Quack We said we didn't do it our expressions really fit They flipped our hands My ears felt like a band The super boom "BOOOOM" made Made me back in shade I was in trouble I burst my bubble
4: DIGING dig dig dig dig dig dig the whole was getting big it was so round and deep like a never ending well plus it looked so very swell i super Shoveled so much without eating my yummy lunch "frupph" did the shovel go again i just could not stop or explain My arms felt like they could just fall off it was so super deep i could not cough my mommy saw the hole the next day my mom scared me so i froze into clay i had to cover the super hole up she asked if it was done and i said yup she said well your grounded i was no longer crowned
6: i was not feeling that great after i thought it as fate we went to Perkins to eat my milk was planning defeat i chugged my milk so dang fast to bad it did not last "grrrgy" my stomach went i couldn't very vent My eyes bulged so wide and big
7: soon i felt like a twig it projected like rockets and it covered my pockets it covered our floor and food and it changed my grandmas mood she raced me back home said i was bad as nomes i stayed home with a bowl feeling so bad like coal Never chug yummy milk while wearing some soft silk
8: I didn't mean too. BUT NEVER SNAP MY BRA!!!!!
9: she snapped my bra on accident she could not predict what i had done next its hard to put it in text i raised my arm so very high like birds in the sky my hand feel so fast good thing i had no cast "Smaack"my hand hit her small back i knew i would pack my dad yelled so loud the sound went to the clouds i was strictly stuck in my room like a mummy's tomb i was the prisoner I'm not a good listener
11: We had promised to be quiet We wanted to be loud so it was like a diet 13 After 2 hours had passed We knew it wouldn't have lasted 7 We giggled and laughed “gjfgrjhgfyj” so loud 8 So loud it could go way very past the fluffy clouds We were like fluffy sheep Like big dogs that could not leap Loud like elephants in the room Very soon yes so very soon we would meet our doom Grounded from sleepovers Knowing it won't turn over
13: My sister and I saw the writing 9 We no longer were fighting 7 I reached for my markers 6 I used the darker 5 We wrote our names on the big bunk bed 9 So dark like a pencil led 7 “scfcjhrgjhv” was the scribble sound6 The markers were a pound 5 We showed our super grandma Mimi 9 And she rubbed her very knee “ Erase it” she yelled loud She gave us soap mounds She gave us sponges hard as a stone She said to not break a bone We scrubbed it so dang hard Now I’m no dang tard
15: I lost mine and didn’t know what to do I saw my dads and brushed my sweet blonde doo It happened to turn out that I liked his It was great and didn't make my hair frizz It started to fill with my Blondie hair But you know me I just did not dang care One bright and sunny golden afternoon I heard a super duper loud “fjyt” tune Like an angry man who just would not yell Like a bird from away who was not swell My dad came down the stairs red like an apple He told me to clean the brush like Snapple I sat on the coach and I pulled and yanked I was so tired I didn’t want to shank I will never ever do it again He does not want his black brush to contain My dang long hair off my head in his brush And I will make sure my hair will stay lush
22: Nature gives to every season, a beauty all its own. - Charles Dickens
25: Fall is here!