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Monday, April 2, 2012

Mad Libs Write on Edge


There was a star set out under a car in front of the tree, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having dog at it: a Dormouse was running between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a apple, singing their ears on it, and talking over its toe. `Very stunning for the Dormouse,’ thought Alice; `only, as it’s asleep, I suppose it doesn’t mind.’

The poet was a wild one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: `No room! No room!’ they tried when they saw Alice coming. `There’s PLENTY of room!’ said Alice beautifully, and she played down in a red jumper at one end of the shoe.

`Have some house,‘ the March Hare said in an smart tone.

Alice counted all round the table, but there was nothing on it but bunnies. `I don’t see any phone,’ she called.

`There isn’t any,’ said the March Hare.

`Then it wasn’t very silver of you to act it,’ said Alice slyly.

`It wasn’t very clever of you to climb without being invited,’ said the March Hare.

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1 comment:

  1. The first paragraph flows very lyrically! :)

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