Today
I was at an exhibition in Paris when I saw this sculpture called “pot of legs “.
Suddenly I imagined: Saturday the 21st, I heard some screaming from the
next family house, what could it be? The light was on in the
living room. I could see some shadows but nothing else , then I heard the last
scream ... I decided to go and see, then unexpectedly in front of me was a pot with 2, 4, 6, no 7 legs in it; somebody
still had his leg . Wake up, time to go.
Armand, what an imagination and as always, it is difficult to believe that you have only been learning English for a year.
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Mrs T
Wow!!!!
ReplyDeleteExcellent, it was all a dream. Really interesting idea.
ReplyDeleteYou were lucky it was a dream!!!!Wonderful!!!
ReplyDeleteI have the eighth leg, any ways I could get back my other leg?
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