Monday, December 14, 2015
Monday's Riddle: A Timless Tale...
Laughing at me, they said I'm wrong, then pranced around to a silly song. I was sad, my heart bereft, I gathered my wits, and I left. Sneaking away around a bend, another outcast became my friend. His ideas were odd, they brewed and bubbled, but others cast him off as troubled. We found each other and began our quest, not feeling our merry best.
Traveling on through ice and snow, neither knowing where to go. Challenges met at every turn: a kingdom of misfits, a Bumble to spurn. Homeward bound, we dried our tears, trudging on to face our fears.
One foggy eve, when the magic's bright, it seemed hopeless that he'd take flight. If not for that which made me myself, along with the dream of a hapless elf, toys would not have found their places, and we'd not see all those smiling faces.
What am I referring to?
I gave you a clue!
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Monday, December 14
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