Stipty Honey Lips
“Carrot is a *****!” called little miss muffet. And she soared into the heavens above not looking back once, knowing her destiny was fulfilled. She smiled thinking of what others would think. Everyone loved carrot. But her? hell no!!They were lovers,were they not, and she caught him with ms. Brussel Sprout!They both were doing u know what. She was hurt. Hurt enough to kill, but she did not dare or she would be sent to cabbage patch- the jail for all veggies and fruit in the land. She would leave Tomato Potato- the land in which she lived. She packed 2 loaves of butternut squabba,( indeed her friend was Butternut Squash, but she needed something that would not spoil and that would taste delicious. Yes, im afraid she did kill her. And easy death it was. She just stuck her little thingy into her soft flesh and she was dead, sweet creamy juice leaking out.) 1 pan of smammadamma( a juice of rare entities), and 3 whole sockets of flubba butter gum. It was the best in the land, raised from the rich dirt that covered Tomato Potato. She would indeed have use for it. The flavor was soo rich, one piece could last for 24 hours. And the flavor would never blottle. Her destination? Stipty Honey Lips, the land of soft, pink rolling hills, where a small drop of mystery clung to the roof and a huge slide ended the hills. Little miss muffet was excited. She soared gracefully through the lands, never stopping for the occational earth worm. They all of course begged her for some of the flubba butter gum, but she insisted she would need all of it for her trechourous journey. Finally a huge,tall object came into the distance. Stipty Honey Lips!! Joy arose in Little ms. Muffet. She twirled round and round, arms in the air. “Hallelujah!” she cried in happiness. She ran with all might to the distant land. She arrived there, 24 hours later. She did not notice how long it took, for her happiness was great.A problem arose. A soft squishy wall. She had to climb it, but how? But little did she know a lift floated nearby. She did not see this of course. But luckily she had brought picks made out of earthworm guts. They were flexible and soft, but strong. She stuck one pick into the wall and than the other. She wrapped a rope of roots around her middle. And she climbed the wall. And climbed. And climbed. It took her days, but she did not notice. She arrived at the top, an exausted smile on her face. An amazing sight awaited her. Beautiful caynons of pink. Rolling hills of softness. And what were the peculiar little bumps on them? she stepped onto one and it squished down and came back up. What fun! Little ms.muffet jumped and jumped on them for what seemed like hours. The whole place was paradise. Never cold. A warm breeze came now and than. Her neighbors were absolutely darling! Everyone with a smile on their face and laughing, inviting her into their grand homes for meals. She got her own cozy cottage. He bed was absolutely marvolous. She fell asleep the instant her head touched the pillow… Little ms.muffet slowly opened her eyes,smile on her face, wondering what the day would bring. Her smile became a confused frown. She was not in her cottage. She wasnt even in Stipty Honey Lips!!! She was back home, Artichoke next to her, his sick breath wafting down onto her. ” what the hell?!!” He opened his eyes, a smile spreading across his face. ” hey babe” he said,” We had a good ol’e rough time last night” Little ms. muffet looked under the covers. She was naked, and he was too!!!! ” how did i get here?!!” She practically screamed. ” We were dancing and you asked if you could go home with me” he said a confused frown on his face. ” this isnt real!!!” Little ms muffet screamed and ran from the house not looking back once. Artichoke ran after. ” What are you doing?!!! Whats wrong?!!” He didnt botther with putting clothes on…. What do you think will happen next?
( I make stupid nonsense stories all the time!=) )







i read the 1st 3 sentences…wow you’re talented.
i think you’re going to win a newberry award very soon.
ok well you have an interesting imagination i guess. That is seriously twisted – i mean you took a perfectly innocent little childrens character and corrupted it! Please watever you do dont become a little children’s author!