|the road (standard:humor, 130 words)|
|Author: Sjaan Thomas||Added: Nov 13 2004||Views/Reads: 2200/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|a quick retelling of a road with a mind of its own|
THE ROAD I was told of a road that could fold. I was told that this road was old and cold. I was told the road became bored with its mold. So this cold, bold road did fold from its mold I've been told. To behold this great fold of the road came a toad. This toad I'm told had an abode on this road prior to the fold. This road though was cold so it went on with the fold as I'm told. So this old bold road, which was fairly cold, became a grand fold to escape its tight mold. From the roads folds came pounds of bright gold that were sold to rebuild the great road and once more would the mold hold tight to this road. Tweet
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