EtiKat

EtiKat

King's Lynn, United Kingdom

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Drifting in an upturned umbrella, in the shadowed depths of a wishing well; amongst a custard filled tea pot, sits a girl and her pet mouse.

Knitting a ladder from her crimson dreads, whilst filling their tummies with stem ginger cake, they sing of mice tails and carving knives and the old farmers mad spouse.

When the nights grow long and the dreads grow short, and the cake is all but crumbs.

The girl and her mouse will pour out the custard and play wars with their thumbs.

  • Joined: January 2010