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(created 2015-10-21 03:57):
I once new a girl who seemed so sweet,
And we called her "chocolate rabbit".
She wore shoes like licorice on her feet,
And every day she brought a carrot.
Her hair was bright - green as mint,
And her eyes were like lemon drops...
And how she moved, She didn't sprint,
Nor walked anywhere, but hopped.
As for her shirt like fairy floss,
With spots like jellybeans-
Her pants looked like gloss,
Candycanes even, not jeans.
Her skin was amazing,
It really looked like chocolate...
Everyone was always gazing,
They always thought she was great.
But no one would talk to her,
It was everyone's fear,
Shy she was, thats what she'd prefer,
And why she left wasn't clear.
Oh, and she always wore a headband,
One with rabbit ears-
I want to find where she lives on this land,
I haven't seen her in years.
Hey guys! Okay, so, to explain- That was a poem about this character. This is actually an entry for
PinkBun's Contest, and I wanted to include a poem about it just to add a little character. Not that I'm not going to explain the entire poem and the skin anyway...
The theme for the contest was candy, so every element of the skin is something sweet related.
Info Here! Here are the things:
Eyes - Lemon Drops
Skin Colour - Chocolate (And ears are for the "chocolate rabbit" part)
Hair - Mint
Shirt - Fairy floss (Fairy floss is called so many different things. There's fairy floss, Candy Floss, Candy Cobwebs, Candy fluff, Fairy fluff, Cotton Candy, There are so many names... Just, the pink fluffy thing on the stick.)
Leggings/Pants - Candy Canes
Shoes - Licorice/Liquorice (It can be spelled either way)
Dots On The Shirt - Jelly beans (or sprinkles, could be anything you want really.)
The story is about a boy who used to admire how pretty and bright this girl was. He liked to look at how her clothes were like candy. He never got to ask her anything or talk to her, But he loved her smile so assumed she was the sweetest and nicest girl in the world. Everyone in the school always talked about her. She could always hear them talking about her, but she just didn't understand exactly what they said about her. She asumed it was mean and moved schools. The boy is now sad and regrets not talking to her, and wrote this poem to make him feel better. Writing can always cheer people up and let people get their emotions out...
Maybe you could say she was... Eye CANDY... Ahahaha... ha... kill me now
Okay that was a verryyy long description, So I'm just gonna end it now.
I hope you guys all like it! Thanks, Byee!!! <3