by way of PBW. I couldn’t resist. (You can make your own here!)
The silken hand by Geoffrey & Charlene
One day there was a purple door. The purple door was quite content to live in a pencil and eat dragons.
Suddenly, there was a lovely knocking sound coming from the dragon. The door jumped in fright. It decided to fly to the tree, and got there just in time to see a silken hand standing there! The hand waved a brilliant unicorn and the door turned into a sleepy cup. One quite unable to sleep!
The hand shimmered and disappeared, leaving a few curtains in its place. The cup picked up the curtains and popped one into her mouth. The gift of speech befell the cup, who exclaimed,
“What a contemplative day! I think I shall pick socks!”
Off went the sleepy cup, excessively running and skipping, finally tripping on a furry pillow and toppling headlong into a purple paper. Needless to say, it succumbed to a sparkly death.
The moral of this story?
If you are thinking of becoming a door, never open a tree until you are sure there is no silken hand lying in wait.
Above all, live enthusiastically. The socks you eat may be your last!
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