The mystery of the submerged tennis ball Or The upside – downy man

A long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away was the last time I wrote a blog post.

Ok, déjà vu. *

Ha! Am so funny!!!!

Moving swiftly on, a few weeks ago, as you all should know and celebrate, t’was me birthday, t’was a great day, t’was – I think I’m going to stop now – very fun. Anyway, as the title probably suggests this blog is not about my T.T.** birthday this is about the mystery of the submerged tennis ball and an upside–downy man.

A long, long, long time ago my dad, my mum, my older–but–younger–than–my–eldest–brother–brother and I went on a walk to the meadow***. 

On the way, I passed a submerged tennis ball but I just walked past it.

I can’t do that, I just can’t, so I ran back to ‘investigate’ this small, green marvel. I kicked the ball and, to my disappointment, it was just half a tennis ball. L

Next bit, the upside–downy man, catchy huh?

Many times I have walked past these two trees

Then said “hey mum, they look like knees”.

Not to my bro, to my mum of course,

For he would mock me like a...horse?

This poem is going very downhill,

For I have kind of lost my poetic skill.

When I say ‘kind of’ I mean completely,

And um.... What rhymes with completely?

All is well.

* If thy had nay read all of my bloggage then thy shall not know what I am talking about for I have written that part in a previous blog.

** T.T. Means truly tremendous by the way.

*** You probably don’t know what ‘the meadow’ is but all you need to know is, it’s a meadow.

L J L J L J L J L J L J L J L J J L J L J L J

The invention of the word: ‘Fedge’

Good morning/good evening/goodnight everyone!

Sorry about lateness, I’ve been caught up doing naff all. I’m terribly annoyed that I missed Christmas and I didn’t entertain my dear followers, all one of them.

Moving swiftly on. (This blog shan’t be the best blog I’ve ever done for two reasons: a. I’m using old English and 2. I can’t remember half of the story. So don’t get your hopes up.) The other day, something happened that encouraged me to combine two words (fudge and some word beginning with fe) to create this extremely spiffing word: ‘Fedge’. “What the fedge does that mean?” you ask, and I say “Well my dear imaginary person I’m pretending to talk to, ‘fedge’ can mean anything you want it to mean.” “Wha?” you say, so I say “For example, you could say “AARGH! You useless piece of fedge!”or you could say “I watched them fedge their way gaily across the field” that is the beauty of the word ‘fedge’.” “oh! Ok...” you say, not really understanding and I can’t be bothered to go into any more detail so I say “I’m glad you understand”.

All is well.

CRAMP!

The other day, we were all watching Dad play Pikmin on the new Wii u and it was so lovely, lovely family time, so pwitee. And then a yell comes from the kitchen.

Mum:   “AAAHHH!”

Us:    “OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OK?”

Mum:   “CRAAAAMP!!!”

Us:    “is there anything we can do?”

Mum:   “CAN SOMEONE FIND THE CHEESE GRATER!”

Us:    “WHAT?”

Mum:   “THE CHEEEESE GRATER!!!”

Us:    “ok!”

Mum:   “LOOK AT MY FOOOOT!”

Us:    “Mum. There’s nothing there.”

 

 

It was tremendously funny.

All is well.

STARS, IN YOUR MULTITUDE

Stars, in your multitude.

 

A long, time ago in a galaxy far, far away was the last time I posted a blog post...

 

Whoops. Soz.

Anyway... On Saturday, on the way back from my grandparents’ house I was bored so I looked at the stars. Oh the stars... so pwittee... I love da stars... It made me think (the stars did) sooo many stars, and so beautiful. THEN! I saw the most incredible thing! It was like a falling star or something! It was wicked! I might have just gone mad for a fraction of a second but it was so pretty.

Very short post.

 All is well.