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Higgledy-Piggledy Pickle
I've a bit of a problem here... in a higgledy-piggledy pickle torn between housewifery and creative muses fickle. Scattered, shattered fragments of odd ideas, dreams lay about my den, disguised not nearly what they seem! Bits of whimsy, what-nots all cluttering my desk covered in thick pixie dust my housekeeping grotesque. Higgledy-piggledy hodgepodge my convoluted mess a sign of utter genius (or else mental distress). I'd planned to tidy up... to toss a few things out but as I gaze upon them they sniffle, weep and pout. To think that I'd discard them! Those former hopes and whims unborn poems, paintings their destiny quite grim. Delicately backing out- I apologize with care as they cold-shoulder, look away with such dramatic flair! And when my husband asks me just what I've done all day I simply shrug “not much” not knowing what to say. How could I ever mention the lurking living things inside my head, upon my desk that gently pull my strings? The odd creative forces that captivate me thus wildly penning amid my piles while he remains nonplussed!
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