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The Mystery of Milmonyville

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The town of Milmonyville
Was such a curious place
Lined with quaint shops
Filled with wares of fine taste

It was like stepping back in time
As you walked down the street
And men would tip their hats
To every woman that they’d greet

Most thought it rather odd
That the people were so welcoming
And many would never go back
Because they found it so unsettling

It was almost as if the town
Was too perfect in some regards
Everything was polished and sparkling
Something you couldn’t disregard

And that old town of Milmonyville
Is still a mystery even today
Especially after heaps of bodies
Were found floating in their pristine bay

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Writing prompt: The mystery of Milmonyville

Testimony of a peeping alien named Tom

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It appeared to be liquid love
Consisting of a mercurial matter
Which then showered across her chest
This curious essence completely splattered

She was then drenched in translucent passion
From his apparent spasmodic contraction
And this all seemed to be the consequence
Of some unknown gravitational reaction

© 2018 Michelle Cook

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Fantastical Beasts

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Fantastical beasts
They certainly were
Elusive oddities
Often covered in fur

Colorful creatures
In every shape and size
Sought mostly for
A worthless prize

Some were shy
And lived in dark cellars
And eventually became
Forest dwellers

Some were fierce
And lived in caves
They caused the most trouble
And almost never behaved

Some were silly
And lived by the sea
Those were the ones
Who were happy as can be

Some were curious
And lived in the cities
They thought the bright lights
Were oh so pretty

Those fantastical beasts
Were a curious lot
And it was a complete surprise
Whenever one was spot

Years have gone by now
Since any have been seen
And they say the last one
Was so awfully mean

But who could blame them
With the torture they faced
It seems they all picked up
And left in great haste

It’s hard to imagine
Such a creature could exist
If only they knew
How much they were missed

But that was then
And this is the now
If only things could change
Someway, somehow

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Originally written, October 2017