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Duck Dodgers and the 24 1/2 century
the dreams haunt me night and day a boy sit on the bank gutting a fish 12in just the way his father thought him a man walks out of the woods he seem odd to the boy because he had just popped out of a hay field in a black suit tie and dress shoes and not a bit of dirt he smelt of sulfur and his eyes they were red like the flames of hell hello young fisher boy how are you fine sir the man sat on the bank to the boys surprise the grass turned brown and died were the man sat it have come brining bad news your mother she’s dead stung by a bee while cooking it flew through the open window and stung her on the neck your father was in the field she is still the face swollen like a balloon I watched her die as she gasped for air and then fell to the floor doweling in air the boy couldn’t believe what he was hearing this man spoke of death as if it didn’t mater now fisher boy I am hungry I only have this fish that will do he pick the fish up and his mouth opened like it was on a hinge he swallowed it whole bones included what an appetizer now for the mane cores he was stunted he couldn’t move then....... he was off in a sprint his pole in hand running for his life he reached the bridge he trough the pole hoping t trip this beast his father was just in sight grabbing his hand the boy pulled his father a hindered feet or so went he stopped to see the man in the suit was gone after telling his story they went back but only till they found the pole and this man only the pole was found that and the patch of yellow dead grass on the bank were the man sat the boy rushed home to find his mother reading a book in the livening room not wishing to worry her she was never told of the man in the suit so now he has grown old and all he embers is this that day he faced the devil and got away but he is to old and feral to run will the man finally catch up and eat the fisher boy so he sit and wait for the smell of sullener to come aging


The Empty Man forgotten
the weaver of dreams is gone the nightmares have come in place
look in the darkness do not fear it just don’t get eaten in this place





 
 
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