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The Little Yellow Bird. Part 4
Created Sunday, January 2, 2010
I love to soar soar soar in a cool gentle breeze. I love my feathers, and I love to preen them with my little beak. I want to look great for my boy friend.
My parents approve of my engagement to marry my boy friend some time in June if all goes well.
The first thing of many things that I desire when I become married is a posture perfect mattress , for our wedding night so that when my husband adores my beautiful body we will make love in wonderful luxury. I should not talk this way. I make myself horny.
I would like cake , and fresh brewed coffee every morning before I kiss our little children prior to their running to their school bus. The thought of being a perfect mother, and managing a home will be, and awesome responsibility, but one of fantastic pleasure.
A minister must have a lady playing, and organ in church when I walk down the isle with my father. My father must surrender me to my lover. The minister must ask me if I will take my lover to be my lawful wedded husband. Yes indeed that would be fine with me as long as he treats me with respect. I will not do freaky things in bed. I do not believe in handcuffs ,or in wearing skimpy under garments that drive guys wild . All I will do is to make radiant love to my husband . We will teach our chicks aerodynamics, or great flying skills.
I will expect time for myself with my girlfriends once in a while. Girls have to have fun to stay young.
I guess we should have a college fund. The chicks will require education elite. I think Harvard University would be best for our chicks. I want our male chicks to become lawyers ,and doctors. I want our female chicks to also be doctors , lawyers, executives, or wonderful housewives ,and ladies of refinement ,and independence.
I think I worry about marriage too much. The awesome responsibility can confuse a person. I think I will fly over to the house trailer to see my cat friends ,and those people.
Their house cat Gray Fox ,and I had a little to talk about yesterday afternoon. Fox makes clicking sounds with his mouth just like a tiger.
Fox decided to stop talking in order to chase a lizard. Fox climbed up the wall , and hung onto the curtain tops to catch it. Fortunately the man of the house caught the lizard with ,and empty jelly jar so the cat would not kill it, and then he released it in the grass.
The man went to get gas in the car for his wife. He checked the oil, tires, and coolant ,and told her that the car was ready to go. The lady carried her sweater ,and purse to the car, and went to buy groceries , and to check for mail. The little cripple girl told her mother to buy some cookies, and some chocolate milk.
It was cool outside. The winter air gives me the chills as I stand on branches sometimes. I do not stay outdoors for very long in real cold weather. My mother ,and father do not want me to get sick so I go to their nest sometimes to visit. Mom ,and dad have a warm nest in a lovely attic of a brick home. My father keeps the softest leaves ,and grass in it. I like to cover myself with a blanket ,and watch MTV when I am in their nest.
I am not a baby chick anymore, but even as a young lady I have lovely realistic dolls. They can all wet their diapers like real chicks.