Mom Loved that PenguinMom Loved that Penguin by Dygyt-Alice
Dedicated to Carol and Abbie
Yard sales were a mom's love,
You could say.
It is a story my sister and I
Share this day.
Mom loved those sales,
We know that is genuine.
Until that strange day
She came home with a penguin.
A Koi Pond in the front yard.
It was her next wish,
But even the neighbors knew
It was just for the fish.
When the pet store caught on
And would sell her no more.
She would look in the papers
And find another store.
WE were told to eat fish sticks
As we grew up.
That darn penguin was special
And treated more like a pup.
I hated that penguin.
More than once I did mutter.
I think it was because he also got
Real peanut butter.
Now when he locked me out on Christmas
My sister could take it no more.
She locked him in the bathroom
And let out with a roar.
The next day I looked at my sister
With just a little frown.
She just said with a big smile
"Penguins didn't know they could drown."
That penguin behaved well
After all of our troubles.
Ode to deviantARTdeviantART is a wonderful place to hide out.Ode to deviantART by Dygyt-Alice
Some people pay nothing but PM is better no doubt.
The wonderfully unusual people you meet,
don't care what you look like or if you have two left feet.
This is a place one should come and be merry,
Look around at some sights and you will find a cherry.
It might not look like a real one and only in name,
But to someone it is a cherry that they are proud to claim.
Watchers and friends can become better than family,
That part I am grateful for cause mine is a calamity.
It is fun just to get around see friends and talk,
Then peak in their gallery to see what they created with chalk.
Everybody is different and there should be no more trolling,
This sight is for fun more like rocking and rolling.
So come one and all have some deviant fun,
It makes no difference what you create or how it was done.
Just enjoy what you see and make a comment or two,
The artists appreciate it I know that I do.
The art here is amazing in many a different way,
That is w
Sorry I Have Not Written My FriendsMom is having PTSorry I Have Not Written My Friends by Dygyt-Alice
Over these past few months I have watched my mom slowly start to go even further downhill. Now do not get me wrong this woman still has a wicked sense of humour and when my friend was over watched us with rapt attention. She could not believe when my mom threatened to backhand me because I would not let her go to bed. She also knows I would have bent my head down for mom to take her best shot. That might not be the smartest move considering she does have the upper body strength it is the rest that is slowly deteriorating.
I no longer let her watch nothing but the News it was just getting too depressing for me, even though I found two different stations that were so much better than CNN or MSNBC. Too many initials and not enough news was driving me crazy, especially the repeat every fifteen minutes. Mom would call to me to come in from the kitchen only to see the same damn thing I had been watching for a week. She doesn't remember but it was driving me
|These are how the Characters look in my series of Stories I am writing.|
It all started by buying these two girls standing side by side. The next thing I knew I had a sister and a story in my head so I will always thank .
The one in Blue is Typhany Fayre and she helps run the Potion Shoppe.
Tiger Lilley is the one in Orange and is cute but very feisty.
The Warrior is named Maali and you will have to read the Story.
Thank you for creating these wonderful character for me.
The older ones are created by another talented artist:
The older man is Grey and he is Sarah and Albie's father.
He has a sister named Sage used in the first story and drawn
by the same person.
Then there is my favourite and she is the Aunt.
These older people were drawn for me by
I almost forgot is the very talented artist who created the Mascot with a sense of humour.
My newest character is a wonderful bird named Abbygale and I was fortunate enough to have draw this wonderful bird for me. What an absolute delight to find this little gift.
Most of these characters were drawn from the imaginations of the Artists I chose to Illustrate my story. Abbygale was a gift from Lady-Dragonrose and her imagination. When I commissioned I asked for just a few things and they worked there magic at bringing my characters to life and for that I thank them very much.
There are more characters from the first story to the next and they too will have their moment to shine.
|Some of a few of my favorite things, I got this year for Christmas. The Fart Blaster Gun is a must for anyone who want to play with their Minions. |
I did get other things these I wanted to share first with my friends.
|These Poems are the Property of Cyril Brown|
(thanks to his granddaughter May Ebony)
had a very clever Granddad who created some very funny poems. She has shared them with me and I only find it fitting they get their own spot on my page. It is amazing how well they fit with the rest of my page, almost like they were made for it (could be my imagination).
Grandad would love for it to be shared and to know it made people laugh. Yes, he wrote it. His name was Cyril Brown if you wish to add his name. (He lived from 1910 to 2007). He wrote many funny rhymes but I only remember the ketchup one. And these two...
Shake and shake
The ketchup bottle
And then a lot'll
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One fine morning, in December, in October, last July
The sun lay thick upon the ground
The snow shone in the sky
The flowers were singing gayly
The birds were in full bloom
I went into the cellar
To clean the upstairs room.
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The elephant is a pretty bird
It flits from bough to bough
He builds his nest in a rhubarb tree
And whistles like a cow.
|You were under the impression, that when you were walking forward. That you'd end up further onward, but things aren't quite that simple.|
You got altered information, you were told to not take chances. Now your missing on new dances and your loosing all your dimples.
My jacket's gonna be cut slim and check maybe a touch of Seersucker with an open neck. I ride a GS Scooter with my hair cut neat, I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
(love reign o'er me, reign o'er me. love reign o'er me ee, LOVEEEee love)
I've had enough of living
I've had enough of dieing
Ive had enough of smiling
I've had enough of crying
I've finished with the fashion's
and acting like I'm tough.
I'm bored with hate and passion,
I've had enough of trying LOVE!
The Who (Quadrophenia)
|Well it's better than being poked in the eye with a sharp stick.|
I loves ya little
I loves ya big
I loves like a
He's about as useful as a whistle on a plow.
Holy smokes the preacher shouted.
In the rush he lost his hair.
Now his head resembles Heaven
For their is no parting there.
He's as happy as a hog on ice
Don't feel sad, don't feel blue.
I once knew a horse who was
dumber than you.
Ain't you cute, with a dimple on your snoot,
with your five cent collar and your ten cent suit.
(there will be more, you know how you remember things until you need them, that's what happened to me.)
It tickles me, it makes me laugh.
To think you want my autograph.
"Far better to taste a teaspoonful of honey (truth), than to drink from the cup full of car oil (flattery)!"
A wonderful bird is the pelican,
His bill will hold more than his belican.
He can take in his beak
Food enough for a week.
But I’m damned if I see how the helican.
(Dixon Lanier Merritt)
YOU MIGHT AS WELL LIVE
Razor's pain you, rivers are damp
Acid's stain you and drugs cause cramp
Guns aren't lawful, nooses give
Gas smells awful,
You might as well live
The one L Lama, he's a Priest.
The two L Llama he's a beast.
And I will bet a silk pajama there
Isn't any three L Llama
|Because I'm Happy (I decided to start the song from here)|
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof.
Clap along if you feel like happiness is the TRUTH.
Clap along if you know what happiness is to you.
Clap along if you feel that's what YOU wanna do.
Here comes bad news, talkin this and that
Well give me all you got and don't hold back.
Well I should probably warn ya I'll be just fine.
No offense to you but don't waste your time
And here's why.
Because I'm HAPPY...
(Pharrell Williams and all the hats he wears)
|I believe in Random Acts of Kindness or another way of putting it is Acts of Random Kindness (ARK). I know I will never see too many Rainbows. I think that people should laugh, dance and sing when ever they feel like it even in the rain. I love the rain especially to walk in and squish dirt between my toes, unless of course I am wearing heels. Then I just take a nice stroll, I mean it is not like I can dodge raindrops.|
| Did my great and oh so very cute new Avatar. nefaire.deviantart.com/ I recommend her to anyone who is looking for someone to draw their perfect Avatar. SHE IS ON HIATUS FOR RIGHT NOW.|
I got my first free Avatar from she has a very large variety and also does some pretty good Emotes as well. Check her works out at kitrakaya.deviantart.com. If you still cannot find an Avatar check out she does wonderful works and you could get one for free if you are lucky. She says it might take longer but she does like helping others.
My friend was able to find a very cool Avatar from and I just found the gem check out some of these people for a good Deviant Avatar/Icon.
These people are very nice to make some very good free Avatars and should always receive some credit for that Avatar. So if you know of somebody who needs an Avatar I recommend these Deviants no problem.
The ID I am using right now is a winner in a Contest I threw. This ID was made for me by . I am just sharing the love after a long winter. She made me look like I am dancing and that is what I need right now. Thanks monpicake.deviantart.com/ you did a great job for me.
|I am not giving anyone PM for a month. I am not going to accept people and trolls coming to my page and begging for PM or points.|
I am doing Random Acts of Kindness. No one watching me get PM, I find these people by links or by art and stories. The point of using my name is so maybe others will see what I am doing and maybe do the same thing.
It just started and can end at any time as well. If too many people take the fun away I will quit giving PM away for a month.
Please do not take my fun away from me and others who just might get one month PM.
|When I was a young girl, I had me a cowboy.|
He weren't much to look at, just a free rambling man.
But that was a long time and no matter how I try,
The years just flow by like a broken down damn.
Send me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
Make me a poster of an old Rodeo, just give me one thing
That I can hold onto.
To believe that this is living is just a hard way to go.
(John Denver ?)
|My oldest brother had the best Album Collection I had ever seen. Of course considering there is more than a five year age difference my friends collections had not even started. Oh yes though mine had.|
I had the Beatles memorized and was talking in a fake accent way to often as a child. There were more British groups of course so my accent sucked but the music, the music was great. The best thing about my brother's collection was he also had Ravi Shankar, Ravel (Bolero) and other groups to numerous to mention. Anybody who has read me knows I would never stop at those few groups. There were Animals, Sparks, Rolling Stones and things like Hair and Jesus Christ Superstar.
Til this very day I still look for good music no matter where I go. Whether it is from the Renaissance Festival or a vacation in Hawaii my search for music never ends. I have gone to friends pages to see what they are listening too at that moment and if I do not know the artist I go to YouTube and listen to whatever group it might be. Deviants have not disappointed me they have sent me good music when I ask and when I am down they will send me something that might cheer me up.
So know there is no such as having too much music. Plus anyone who sends me a new group also knows how much I appreciate their help. So thank you for telling me who you like and never quit. If you ever want to know about any kinds of groups from me just drop me a note.
|I have found out from many deviants that they would really like more than one or two words left as a comment for the piece of Art they created. I of course have always left rather wordy comments, but below mine are several "Nice Job, Good Work, Nice Story and . Trust me when I write that not everyone is good with words, I understand that but you can always add one more word. "Nice Job on the background". Whatever made you like that piece put that one part after Nice Job.|
I know all comments are welcomed by any Artist but how can they improve if you give them no words to work with? Telling a person the reason they did a nice job because of the shading would make them feel a whole lot better and give them insight to one of the areas they are good in as well. Once in a while especially with your close friends you might leave two words. Then you send a note to tell them how your doing with your piece of art and trade thoughts. The Artist would appreciate that as well, trading information with a friend and both of them improving.
If you are still reading this you are probably my friend and I appreciate that about you very much. How I got so lucky to have so many nice people to care about me I will never know, but I thank each and every one of you. By the way you all have done a Very Nice Job. (wink)
|I know I have to update this I am trying to figure out how to put some of the artists I like.|