Wuthering heights:

Wuthering heights is a confusing book,
To sit and read in a nook,
Please do not come take a look,
Unless you wish to be caught by a hook.

Catherine and Cathy,
Heathcliff is nasty,
You'd think Isabella,
Wouldn't like such a fella,

She should have been smart,
From the very start,
And trusted Cathy,
When she said he was nasty.

Now, that is all that I can write,
So I will leave, and say 'Good night!'


-- Bri





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The Story

Derek got the feeling that he could use the help of Lickey Mouse at the moment. Despite the fact that the gang of cats still had their eyes on the ground and hadn’t yet thought to look up the tree where Derek hid, he still felt afraid. Even in the warm night, he felt slightly cold…
He had recalled a time when someone had told him of Lickey Mouse and his bravery. Apparently the rodent had wielded a long, shiny rod with a sharpened end; there was a hole on the other end, perfect for a mouse paw to fit into and grasp. These things weren’t easily found. The only place to find them were in the homes of the humans…they used them for something they called “sewing”. Derek couldn’t quite recall what they called the actual thing that Lickey was famous for using as a sword…what was it? Needle. Something like that. Either way it was a great weapon for Lickey, who used it to battle cats and other creatures that enjoyed to eat mice for dinner…the mouse was a legend. Everybody across the countryside knew about him. His popularity mainly came from the time he had…
Derek’s thoughts were cut off when he caught a sparkle of light in one of the cat’s green eyes. When it saw him the orange cat froze like a garden ornament made of stone.
Derek started to become nervous. He remained still.
If only he had the courage of Lickey Mouse at a time like this.

A Vote

What do you say, we take a vote,
Since Katie and I already wrote,
Go ahead! put down the remote,
Come fill this space with some fine quote,

So leaving you, to decide,
Between your thoughts, and in your mind,
You are free to choose either side,
On whichever your feelings do abide

Should we continue the story of a mouse,
Or continue on with that of a house?
Or write whatever comes to mind,
Containing thoughts of any kind,

Now I should be quite glad,
If the thoughts of some fine lad,
Would fill this blog with nothing bad,
Thoughts will not ever make me mad!

Please! Please! Tell me your choice!
Yell it out in a loud clear voice!
Fine writing, you know comes at a price,
And giving suspense isn't nice,

So please, oh please, clear up this smog,
Tell a story about a dog
If you don't, I fear this blog,
Will move slower, than a bog.

If I sound like Dr. Seuss,
Please come quick! And bring a noose,
But don't forget to tie it loose,
So I can ride off, on the back of a moose.

-- Bri

Now I fear, I am stuck as a poet,
I am not afraid to show it,
When someone comes to say 'I know it!'
I think they will be the one to blow it

I am sorry if this made no sense,
But please come back ready to fence,
And don't be afraid of getting dents,
For your refund of five cents



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Limerick

Ladies and Gentlemen,
Step Right Up,
Write a little,
And I'll shut up.

The Story

Trying to muffle the screech rising in his throat, Derek dove under the nearest leaf and willed himself to not shudder. The owl asked for Hoo several times, whooshed about for a bit, apparently searching for Hoo, before flying off.
Pff, all this, he thought, just a little bitter, and I didn't even get any Honey Seeds. Bother. Next time I'll-
Someone was coming, and not just another mouse: the ground he was standing on was shaking.
Great, what now?
Hoping that the owl hadn't decided to check back in on Hoo, he scampered up the tree that had provided his original shelter and tried to see what the approaching danger was. It was terribly dark, he was terribly frightened, the thing was terribly dressed in black. Goodness, what was it, a black cat front with a grey cat back and brown cat spots? Ugh, whatever it was it was ugly.
Ah, well, that explained it. It was a black cat, in front, a grey cat taking up the rear, and several smaller brown cats in the middle.
What were cats doing in this part of the country? Derek had always thought that cats had gone extinct round here, no doubt due to the heroics of the legendary Lickey Mouse- or something like that. He was pretty sure that was the name... after all, his Pa had told him that the hero had 'Licked the cats good,' which had probably mussed the cats' hairdos so much that they'd either died of horror or run screaming to their Mummy.
Maybe he should follow them... you know, to be the next Great Big Hero... or be lunch.
No, he took that back; he'd be dinner at this time of night. Hmm.

The Story

Derek had already heard his mother's call when he turned around to find that he had no idea where he was. He had been gathering nuts and berries for the winter, and had wandered off in search of some of his favorites, the sweet juicy red berries that grew on the bush by the haystack where his family lived. He had wandered into the forest without realizing it, and now, he was completely and utterly lost. If he did not find his way home soon, he would have to spend the day in the forest. The night sky of autumn was already beginning to grow lighter, and Derek knew that he could not find his way home before daybreak. He began to look around for a suitable place to sleep during the day, when suddenly, he heard the call of an owl, and the muffled woosh of wings overhead.

-- Bri

P. S. Please post the next part of the story (it can be as long or as short as you wish) or tell me if you want a new story starter, or start your own! Derek is a mouse, I think, but he could be any small noctournal creature, he is whatever the next person to post wants him to be :D! Please tell me if there is anyone else you want me to invite (you have to have an invite to be able to post parts of the story) or I can give you admin privileges if you want a lot of people added... I would sort of prefer to know the people I am adding at least a little bit... Thank you in advance to the next person who posts!!!

-- Bri :D


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Introduction

Please post the beginning of a story, and then everyone can contribute as much or as little to the story as they want... Please nobody kill the main character... That would sort of ruin the story.. Also, if you use a nickname in your blogger account, please tell us who you are by signing entries with your first name :) The main point is: HAVE FUN!!!

Thanks,

-- Bri

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