All disapproval, all the time.
Disapproved of by
"NOOOOOh!Take me HOOOOhME!NOWOWOWOW!!!"Buny will not forget this.Be afraid.
What a tiny Buny on a leash. How cute.
I'm not going for a walk with Buny!
"There is a place where the sidewalk endsAnd before the street begins,And there the grass grows soft and white,And there the disapproval burns crimson bright,And there the bunslave rests from his plightTo cool in the peppermint wind."
That bunneh looks like srs business!*is ascared*
Buny: "WELCOME.... to the dark side~ step right this way..."Me: Okiedokie!!! I'd follow that wee ball of darkness anywhere!
janet2buns; once again, you've outdone yourself! LOVE that!
Almost all of that is by Shel Silverstein, "Where the Sidewalk Ends" (1974), I just disapproved it up a little. The full poem is just lovely:There is a place where the sidewalk endsAnd before the street begins,And there the grass grows soft and white,And there the sun burns crimson bright,And there the moon-bird rests from his flightTo cool in the peppermint wind.Let us leave this place where the smoke blows blackAnd the dark street winds and bends.Past the pits where the asphalt flowers growWe shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,And watch where the chalk-white arrows goTo the place where the sidewalk ends.Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,For the children, they mark, and the children, they knowThe place where the sidewalk ends.
The Prime of Miss Jean Buny:"Well, where you lead I cannot follow."
where you lead (buny) I will follow.Any any where that you tell me to.If you need, need me to stay with you I will follow...hey, hey, hey,...
I believe this is the perfect illustration for the word "baleful".
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