Realistic Uncle Sam

Realistic Uncle Sam
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Thursday, March 6, 2014

Alphebeticaly ordered story

After venturing through the woods during Midsummer while I saw the Northern Lights , lead me to consult the butterflies. Butterflies spelled spelled out only one word: "Lorax". Considered this peice of information , I did and then came to my epiphany; "Lorax" the guardian of the trees and forest". Directly two miles north of me  was the the treehouse of the Lorax,.
      Elated, I made all haste to go and seek the knowledge of the Lorax. Further than the entry way of the forest I traveeled , keeping my eyes peeled for any sign of a tree house. Going uphill was the most difficultpart of my journey across the forest. Heavy footed, I tudged through the three foot grass. Ignoring the laws of gravity was very difficult , because 180 pounds can really weigh you down.
   Jogging now  I see that the tree house is only five yards away. Knocking on the door had now not just been an aspiration, but now a tangible reality.  Lorax peers through window blinds and asks who is there at the door. Memorable was the moment that I saw the legendary Lorax  scrutinizing me with his wide blue eyes.  No sooner that he had opened the door did he bid me to come into his treehouse. Oggling with  my eyes full of  excitement, I rushed to the inside of the treehouse and made my head do a 360.  Probing me with questions, the Lorax inquired of my purose. " Quest to find the story behind the legends of nature", I told him. " Revelation of that will come after doing a task" , he said. "Seat yourself on a stump right under the moon". "Talk to me once you have seeen a shooting star and a row of stars align". "Unless you can find a four leafed clover and toss it in a ripples pon , when the moon is full. "Very interesting", I replied. "Where could I find a four leafed clover?", I asked. "Xana ", she is the keeper of the four leaf clovers , who lives in a cavern where she keeps watch. "Your certain it's a cavern? " proceeded the nod I received froom the Lorax.  Zealously I glided outof the treehouse in search of Xana's cavern.

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