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Nick ******
Lord of the Rabbits
George and Lennie’s American dream is simply to possess their own ranch. A little ranch, where they can nurture flowers and raise rabbits. It doesn’t matter how immense it would be as long as it is theirs’. They could arise from slumber at their leisure and if it was bucketing rain, they wouldn’t have to toil if they didn’t want to. George and Lennie would have animals on their farm: cows, dogs, sheep, chickens, cats, and especially rabbits. Lennie wouldn’t overlook feeding them ever. He would get up every daybreak and feed them, and oh they would nibble.
Their farm would be on luscious land. Land they could live off of, with succulent soil that weaves gorgeous crops. Crops they could sell. Crops they could eat. Crops they could own. They would rise from bed, yawn and put on their clothes and work. When they killed a pig, the two could make sausages, bacon, and ham. Their ranch would also be near a river where the salmon swim. George and Lennie could catch them and smoke the fish. “’An’ when the salmon run up river we could catch a hundred of ‘em an’ salt ‘em down or smoke ‘em’” (57).
Lennie’s most imperative responsibility is feeding the rabbits and shielding them from cats. If any cat got close to his rabbits he would smash their dirty little brains in and break their filthy necks. He might even take them by the tail and slam them on the side of the barn. “Lennie breathed hard. ’You just let ‘em try to get the rabbits. I’ll break their God damn necks. I’ll . . . I’ll smash ‘em with a stick’” (58).
If any guest came upon their barn, they would let them stay, but if they didn’t like the man, they wouldn’t. George and Lennie run this ranch, and what they say goes. If they don’t like him, he’s gone. “George continued, ‘If we don’t like a guy we can say, ‘Get the hell out,’ and by God he’s got do it. An’ if a fren’ come along, why we’d have an extra bunk, an we’d say, ‘Why don’t you spend the night?’ an’ by God he would” (58).
Candy would also live at their ranch. He would feed the chickens and rake and hoe the yard. However, Candy’s favorite job would be tending and watering the flowers. If a show came to town, the three would stop and they would go see it. They wouldn’t need to ask for permission because they’re their own boss. Even when Candy wasn’t any good to work anymore, he could still.

Nick ******
01/03/05
The Song of Contentment is clear and soft, full of life and survival. It talks of love and beauty and joy and happiness. I see rabbits, billions of rabbits, hopping in a field full of daisies and birds singing in the crisp, light air. I see my family sitting in the field singing a clear melody against the rising sun.
Trees surround me now. A cat with stripes sits in the tree and smiles at me. I smile back, but the cat is gone. I walk the through the green brush. Petals fall of the forest flowers as I pass them. A woodpecker knaws at bark on a dying tree. A love of life comes into me, and I see a deer surrounded by forest creatures singing little animals songs. Everything else becomes silent as I listen to the soft and lovely melody permeate in my ears. I see what I live for: love.
I’m on a hill now, alone. I look at a small village. Everyone thinks I’m a fool and they call me The Fool On The Hill. I only sit there and smile at the town every day of my life. I watch the sunset and the world turn. As people pass me they say, “Hey, look at the Fool On The Hill.” I smile because I am no fool, they’re the fools. I am content.
I see my family again. I am where I belong and walk down the path less traveled.
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According to the Merriam-Webster Collegiate Dictionary, courage is defined as mental or moral strength to venture, persevere, and withstand danger, fear, or difficulty. Courage is a powerful character trait that is often expressed in some way in short stories. Paul Berlin in "In Where Have You Gone, Charming Billy?" by Tim O'Brien and Marylin Cross in "The Cold Equations" by Tom Godwin are both courageous, fearful, and immature.

One of the ways that Paul and Marylin are similar is that they are both courageous. Paul is risking his life in war. He wants to get to know his fellow troops and be a good soldier in combat. This is quite courageous in itself because he is trying to understand a world he doesn't really understand. Paul plans to venture "In the morning, when they reached the sea, he would begin to make friends with some of the other soldiers" (O'Brien 199). Likewise, Marylin is also courageous. She is an adolescent girl who stows away on an EDS spacecraft so she can visit her older brother on the planet of Woden. However, what she doesn't know kills her. The ship she stows away on doesn't have enough fuel to get her safely to Woden. Therefore, she must be jettisoned into space to ease the x factor on the ship. When Marylin discovers this, she becomes frightened, but then she realizes she has to die to save the people on Woden from the disease the spaceship is carrying the vaccines for. This shows extreme courage and knowledge of the situation. Marylin sacrifices herself when "She stepped into the air lock [what throws her into space] and turned to face him, only the pulse in her throat to betray the wild beating of her heart" (Godwin 27).

In direct contrast to being courageous, Paul and Marylin are similar is that they are both fearful. Paul is a very inexperienced soldier fighting in Vietnam. He is also away from home for the first time and misses his parents severely. When thinking about poor Billy's death Paul starts laughing hysterically. Even though his fellow Platoon member tells him to shut up, he can't stop. This risks the lives of his fellow soldiers. Paul's fear consumes him as he lays giggling in the jungle night. Paul "Would forget how frightened he had been on his first day at war . . . But even when he reached the sea, he could not stop being afraid" (O'Brien 203). Marylin is also very frightened. When she learns of her fate, she becomes horrified. She can't understand the terror of the situation at first and "She searched his face, and the unwillingness to believe left her eyes, giving way slowly to a look of dazed horror" (Godwin 14).

Besides both being brave and fearful, they also behave immaturely. In Vietnam, Paul Berlin acts like a scared child. He isn't sure of himself and relies heavily on his fellow soldiers as if they were almost parental figures. He imagines "ghosts in the tree lines, nightmare fears of a child, a boogieman in the closet that his father would open to show empty, saying 'See? Nothing there champ. Now you can sleep'" (O'Brien 199). Marylin also has immaturity in her first moments of knowing she would die. She can't believe that this man could kill her to satisfy a cold equation when she didn't do anything. Marylin says "'You're going to make me die and I didn't do anything to die for-I didn't do anything-" (Godwin 15).
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The song would have a huge male choir screaming at the top of their beastly lungs so their Adam’s apples quivered in vibration. They would start quietly at first until at the end of the song they sound ready to kill the first person they lay their eyes on.

The song would have a solo trombonist during the first interval, then a drumist in the second; then finally an electric guitar in the 3rd.

Farm animals would be making random noises through the song while the lead singer reaches ranges unheard for a man.
Lyrics:
Sara was a small child from Belize
The only thing she was afraid was disease
One day her father said to Sara,
“Lets go get you marra”
So they set out for the Chapel
While Sara chowed down on an apple
And hummed to herself about
The husband-less doubt
That penetrated her mind
And she could not find
What she was worrying about in the first place

Her and her father walked through the forest
They found the path that was for best
On their way to the Chapel
While Sara drank some Snapple
They walked on and on
Till they met Don
Who Sara’s dad pledged her hand in marriage
And who had already built a carriage
For their future children
And who had done
His time in prison
For using too much mace on Sara

Well the three walked through the wood
The best they possibly could
On their way to the Chapel
While Sara ate and through away the rappel
Until Sara ran into a tree
And broke her knee
And could carry on no more
She simply couldn’t ignore
The bone sticking from her skin
Who knows where it had been?
So Sara was taken to the clinic
Where she became very sick
From a very large tick
Sucking her blood away
She wouldn’t live another day
Because she had Lime Disease
Her body was sent back to Belize
Where it was buried there
Before it was dug up and eaten by a bear

11/17/03
“Tell about something you witnessed this weekend…”
I witnessed an evil base drum player slam his stupid drum!!! BUM BUM BUM!!! My trombone quivered in vibration!!! It ruined the whole atmosphere of the football game. I wanted to punch his stupid face which had a deep look of idiocy written all over it. He had this long raged hair also, or was it a she?

11/18/03
“Tell about why you like being you.”
I like being me because I have a lot like, you know, family, home, stuff to eat, and the like. I try not to be bored most of the time but I’m unsuccessful, I like that. And also going to honors classes is good for the ego but sad on the body because I’m tired, tired as heck, the burning, burning, burning fires of the inferno of heck. Being tired stinks but is fun at the same time, but it does make you want to punch everyone you meet. Aw well, what can you do about it?

11/18/03 continued…
“What if you were being watched every moment of every day during school?”
I would wear a bag over my head all the time so no one would know who I was. The bag would have different expressions on it so I could express mood. I would walk in straight lines to go unnoticed.

11/19/03
“One foot, two foot…”
dumb foot, stupid foot,
I want a subway,
Said dumb woman Fay
Make it 3 feet, 4 feet
Wait! 6 feet, or 7 feet
“Shut Up!” Said Pete
“Why should I?”
“Why comply?!”
Shouted stupid Fay
“cause I’ll hold you at your beigh!
and then sell you at Ebay!”

11/20/03
Satarize – “Saturday School”
Awwww! Getting up early on Saturday is such a refreshing experience for children. And they absolutely love going to their favorite place in the world after that. Oh, the thoughts that fill their darling little heads while they listen to their highly qualified teachers talk about some widely important topic, and these thoughts are definitely magnified on weekends. Those cute little high schoolers love to be at school so much that their faces never turn from the teacher at anytime. I can never get enough of their delightful expressions.

11/24/03
“What is good about school breaks?”
Everything and nothing is good about school breaks. Breaks for kids is a wonderful thing, okay. But there is a horrible downside my friends: The teachers on break. They rampage the city like escaped elephants. They tear the place apart and they get bored. Oh, do they get bored! They run around randomly running into things screaming absolute nonsense. It’s an awful site when a poor civilian gets killed by these maniacs only because it is a school break.

11/25/03
“What are you going to do on Turkey Day?”
First I’m going to wake up. Then I’ll fall back to sleep. Then I’ll wake up again and stretch. Then I’ll slowly get out of bed. Yawn again. Stretch some more and yawn yet again. Then I’ll trod slowly to the refrigerator. Take a big drink of milk out of the carton. Put it back. Yawn another time. Walk back to my bed and fall a sleep again. Then I’ll dream about killing a turkey and breaking its filthy little neck.

11/26/03 Thanksgivings Tomorrow!!!
"If You Had $20 and A Doll What Would You Do With It?"
I would slam the doll's head against a rock. Then I would stomp on it, tear its left arm off and use it to slap it. I would then currently cut it in half with scissors, throw its button eyes against the ceiling fan, flush its legs down the toilet, and feed its goldielock hair to my next door neighbor. I would donate the $20 to an orphanage.

12/01/03 Christmas is near!!! HoHoHo!!!!!
“Summarize the movie you saw over the break.”
I saw Terminator 2: Judgment Day. There was a lot of explosions and weird ways of killing people. It was a good movie. There was this liquid terminator guy this time and he killed this guy by extending his finger into the guy’s brain. He was a stupid man anyway. He could also make his arm into a sword and he slaughtered the kid stepparents. The liquid terminator died in the end by melting in the magma. He screamed in agony too. It was a riot.

12/15/03 Christmas is coming and we got Sadam!
“Sadam is caught. What does it mean to us, the world, Iraq?”
It means a great deal good to us all. But most of all it means we get to kill the loser and see his head roll! It’ll be like New Year’s Eve. The world will watch the ax fall on his head on a big TV screen in Times Square. And we’ll count down the seconds to impact. President Bush will be there too, with one of those big foam #1 gloves on and a little drink cap thing so he can drink not bring a cup!

12/16/03
“Jingle Bells, Jingle bells…”
Uncle Larry is fat.
He is hairy and not so merry,
And he is ugly as a kangaroo’s
Rearend.
Uncle is so dirty and messy and
Covered in his own saliva that
he reminds people of Nessie.
And he covers the halls with
filth so bad that my little brother
is still lost in there some where,
poor lad.

12/17/03 LotR is out today!
“What is your fabulous plan for Xmas Eve.”
My fabulous plan is take over the world in a Santa Clause suit. I don’t know how I’m going to do it yet, but God knows I will do it. And when I do do it, I’ll order all world leaders to dress up in elf suits and shout out my supremacy as the true world leader! And at the end of the speech they’ll be ordered to shout, “Hail Santa!”

01/05/04
"List Your Goals For The Year 2004!"
My goals are to smell more roses, read more poetry, to notice more subtle things, to see in shades of gray, to eat healthier, to go outside more, to live happier, to dance more, to sing along, and to take over Canada without causing too many casualties.

01/06/04 Happy New Year!!!
“What would you do and how would you feel if you lost your sight?”
I would steal somebody else’s eyeballs and put them in my skull and see again. Maybe I’d choose a different color from last time too! Like lavender or something. And I could take them out at will at show people my perverse empty eye sockets! If I could only see their faces! But if I didn’t get somebody’s eyeballs, I would become and outcast to society and become a blind freak with swords in his hands.

PUCK's TRUE IDENTITY IS BRUTFULLY REVEALED
Athen's favorite talk-show host, Oprah, has now been discovered to be a fairy. Not a normal grass-loving fairy, no-no, an evil fairy named Puck. Puck, or Robin Goodfellow, has now been playing tricks on us for thousands of years.
"I feel betrayed," said one Athenian man, "I loved Oprah for what she stood for, and I loved watching her wild weight swings. All I can say is it's gonna' be one long, hard night at the pub for this one."
Oprah, our Oprah, the African-American billionairess who's daytime talkshow has won the hearts of millions of ugly women, is Puck, an evil fairy.
"I guess it's not only the knowlege that she's an evil fairy, but that she's a cross-dresser too," said the President of China," she's a damn fine one as well. Oh well, I guess I'll have to blow [up America,] but hell, what can you do about it? I mean, [hell,] I cherished Oprah as a forgotten sister, but I'm not gonna' overreact and do something I'll regret [in the future], ya' know what I mean?"
Oprah is being held at the local 7 Eleven for further questioning.

"I Was In Love With an ASS!" DECLARES TITANIA
Titania, a make believe fairy who lives in the forest outside of Athens claims to have loved an ass.
"It is true! I loved an ass! Now everyone hates me. I am hideous," Titania said.
An ass, as in the donkey-type ass, is a mammal closely resembling the surviving Eyeores of Hundredacre Woods. Eyeore, who claims to be an expert on asses, had this to say, "I loved an ass once too. I was young, she was pretty. Then she cut off my tail. Nothing good ever happens to Eye-ore." Eye-ore then committed suicide. Tigger is now being prosecuted for his help in the death. Tigger is suspected for his knowledge of the Carbon Monoxide gas, among other gasses.

HOW I WAS CHANGED BY "PYRIMUS AND THISBY" by Theseus
The thing is, I wasn't. Sure it was funny, but the creators can go to explecit for all I care.
"It was just plain idiotic" declared Bottum. "I mean, I was in it, but who cares, it just plained sucked." This king silently agreed.
"I was deeply moved, personally," said Oprah, "It reminded me of how bad things really were back then." I told her she had seen the wrong play and moved on to find fatter people.

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Lysander: I do not flirt with you because I'm mean, it's true, I do like you

Helena: Arr. You taugnt me more and more, matey. Don't kill eachother with your swords.

Lysander: I wasn't thinking, y'all, when I swore to her

Helena: Arr.

Lysander: Demetrius loves her, not you

Demetrius: Helena, you look incredibly non-manly. Let me kiss you on your un-manlike lips

Helena: Arr. Go to hell with you. Arr. We use to be friends and now your with my man. Arr.

Lysander: Your beastly good looks, Demetrius, do not make you a nice man. You love Hermia, while I love you . . . I mean Helena.

Helena: Arr. You guys waste time. Go to hell. Arr.

Demetrius: Lysander, keep Hermia, she looks like Mike and I don't want her.

Lysander: Your, oh so strong, muscular body is destracting to me Demetrius

Demetrius: Lysander, stay the hell away, here comes your beastly lover
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MAGIC KILLING OUR SOCIETY
Magic has been around a long time and the war to stop this is getting some help. Magruf, a magic sniffing dog is now on the job. Magic is a very bad substance that is getting in our youth's hands, noses and mouths, and God knows where else. We asked a three-year-old we'll call Jimmy what he knew about this. Jimmy was so ashamed that before we could even ask him some serious questions, he ran off calling out for his mommy. We also talked to chief Wigum. He had this to say, "What's wrong with magic, it can't hurt you so what is the problem?" He is right, it can't hurt you, but what can it do? Jimmy was latered found baked to death in a magical oven when his mother, high off magic, mistook him for a turkey.

MICHAEL JACKSON LOVES LITTLE FAIRIES
"I love fairies, they're so adorable," says Jackson, "they make me all happy, you know, I just want to hug them." Yes, my friends, It is now reported, Jackson has a horrible obscession with fairies. "I see a fairy, and I'm like Yippee! you know? Oh God, I can't believe I'm saying this." Jackson punches himself in the face, "I love sparkles. They make me very very very happy." The pop legend now starts taking off his pants and reveals tights. He smiles and pulls his pants back on.
"This is so emotional right now," Jackson continues, "you don't know what it's like saying this for the first time." Michael runs off now to some foreign land named Neverland, where no 'meanies' can ever bother him again.

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