MakeYourOwn FAT SHAKE -recipe-MakeYourOwn FAT SHAKE -recipe-4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
For one serving, you will need:
2 Hostess® Sno Balls® (one package)
1 cup vanilla ice cream
1/2 cup milk
1/4 tsp vanilla extract
Red food coloring
1. Place all ingredients in a blender. Use 8 drops of food coloring. Cut the Sno Balls® into quarters, and use only 6 quarters (one and a half Sno Balls® total--what you do with the last half is up to you).
2. Blend until smooth.
3. Serve in a tall glass with a straw, and enjoy.
The Wise CrowThe Wise Crow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The black crow cries again.
It wakes me up to loneliness.
It reminds me that I am empty.
I have no one but myself and he.
The sky is gray, much like the color of my soul.
I feel a vast mixture of emotions as the crow stares at me.
Pain. Sadness. Grief. Depression. Remorse.
The crow is talking to me.
Telling me to go sit under a rose bush, so I do.
The crow is smarter than I thought.
The pain that I get from being prodded by the thorns of the bush help me to realize something.
Realize that I am high.
Vision!Vision!3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
White swan on ocean
Vision of endless beauty
Hiss belies the look.
A Penguin can DreamA Penguin can Dream3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cold, harsh ice surrounded by frozen waters,
An ice cap amidst an ocean of sorrow.
Any being can feel disheartened by such a sight,
Especially if nature melts your ground away,
Easily winning this fight.
On the slippery ice, the penguin sways,
Fearing the waters full of dismay.
Try as it might, the little penguin cannot stay,
Its ground continually floats off,
Eventually forcing it to stray.
And try as it might,
The little penguin simply cannot fly,
Its wings flap but do not lift,
The little creature falling into the abyss.
It is then that the little creature realizes
That it is not meant to fly,
But meant to swim.
The penguin can swim across the sorrow,
Glide easily through it, on through tomorrow.
As it streams to and fro,
The penguin can find a new home,
Perhaps one that will not melt away,
One that can survive the day,
Move from the ice chunks to the continent;
It may be far, or it may be near,
The little penguin can dream today.
FreedomFreedomFreedom4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is to be free?
A simple dream which we all want to achieve.
But that dream is a hard one.
There are things we need to over take before we reach freedom.
So many boundaries lie before the path of freedom.
And chains try to bind us into the prison of control.
Every way we turn we see walls.
Walls which block our way.
In this world freedom is just an empty word.
Darkness and despair controlling the lives of ordinary people.
Every where we go is dark and cold as a prison.
Dreams don't exist!
The only thing left to believe is for someone to come and save us.
Someone to show us how to be free.
Being free means to dream.
Dreams define our existence.
They show us our future.
The future which is bright.
Dreaming big is the only way to be free in this chained world.
World of despair and depression.
But one day our dreams will set us free.
To be free is everyone's goal.
A goal towards freedom.
Dreams will set us free.
From these chains of this God forsaken world.
So being free means