Sleep Sheep

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Curly-horned sheep

Gently sweep

Stardust that seeps

In silver heaps

Of sandy steeps

And when children peep

They bound and leap

Until little eyes fall back to sleep

Directions

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This way to your life, my friend

Go straight three blocks to the bend

Turn left there and slowly wend - 

No! Not to the right, come back!

Didn’t you hear a word I said?

Don’t you see this map I’ve got?

Better follow it to the end.

But now since you’re at the beach

To keep life’s goals within your reach

Go buy a ticket for the boat,

The boat I said, not the ferry!

No one gets anywhere on a ferry!

Once you’re there don’t set up camp

Don’t you know what the weather’s like?

Oh, very clever, you’ve brought a tent

A sleeping bag, a camera, and a lamp

But listen, you can’t stay here

You’ve got to live your life my dear!

And yet you’re living without a map

How do you do it without mishap?

This is not to say that all life advice should be ignored. But I'm sure we all have people in our lives who wonder if we even know where we're going.

Written for the Poetics Aside prompt Dicrections.

Shared with dVerse.

Monster Recipe

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1 pound of paws

2 large wings

A handful of fangs

4 sets of claws

A tail that stings

Mix together and set aside along with tears the maidens cried.

1 cup of fear firmly packed

Blood and guts to taste

A dash of salt 

2 tablespoons hatred extract

1 spoonful bone paste

Lump it together and let it congeal until it has a viscous feel. Then pour it on top of the things set aside and wait for it to smell like an army died. Then into the heat for thirteen months and a day then it’s fully complete. 

Eats whole villages and shining knights too. If you aren’t careful, it might eat you.