Little boy, little boy you sit all alone.
in the dark you stay away from any light.
slowly your mind fades and is nothing but a blight.

Little boy, little boy you wish you had a home.
but the truth is your not wanted,
your dreams by death are haunted.

Little boy, little boy do you know whats real?
is it reality or is it a dream?
nothing is quite what it seems.

Little boy, little boy your time has come to end.
your left alone forgotten as the days will slow,
your time has come so reap the seeds you sow.

Little boy, little boy It's all over now.
You can finally sleep, you can finally stop.
and finally rest with ease

XD haha...Yay!

My luporas are not up for sale?

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=45696&page=13#124 Author: Shayni Time Posted: 11/6/2017 at 8:23 PM My luporas are not up for sale?

Sorry for pinging you Shardial! I should have pinged Grapejuice

@Grape ^
@Shayni For now, you can just CoD me for 10k, and Grape will set them up for you once she gets on. Sorry about this!

It's alright! :) Will CoD

sorry about the lups! fixed everything

No problem! Thanks!

Something in a lighter mood, for once. This is a story-poem that I never finished. Honestly, I never will. Any edits would completely ruin it.


Once I had a friend named Shawn
And every day (at half past one)
He would stand across the road
And close his mouth around a prawn.

The neighbor boy (who was a wimp)
Fainted as Shawn chomped the shrimp!
His mother screamed, his father yelled
"Get out of here, you little pimp!"

Why did he do it? I know not,
But I do know the neighbors sought
To rid themselves of Shawn, my friend!
Naturally, I was distraught!

Down to court they herded Shawn
The gavel banged, and it was on:
"How do you charge this child here?"
"He closed his mouth around a prawn!"

The judge, he fainted! How distressing!
Shawn was scared, and now caressing
One of said pink-shelled invertebrates
"Maybe good with salad dressing?"