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Princess Megan has an Associates Of Art Degree in Journalism and diplomas in Free Lance Writing and Short Story Writing. I have 2 published novels: Passage To Romance and Princess Of Scruples. I work as a Qualified Medication Assistant in mental health. I am married and have a striped gray cat named Tigger. I am a Moderator at Writing.com I am also a Creative Scrapbook Designer and writing is my passion. Check out my stories in my Port.
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A Journal With Everything
This is a book is about women, Taylor Swift, challenges, everything I can think of. I wrote from the heart. I love my Heart Trophy I got for this! Enjoy!
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Guess what? I found a cure for the writer's cramp.
Pretend it doesn't exist. I tried that. Just smile.
I decided to go to Michigan and camp.
I was chased by a bear and a moose for a mile.
I rolled down a hill and then landed in a lake.
Some ducks flapped their wings at me and flew away.
I got up, went to my camper and ate some cake.
My leg started to hurt. I thought of the writer's cramp.
I got on my computer and avoided the writer's cramp.
I did a few reviews and I liked all the stories that I read.
A moose is outside my door. Why is he in the camp?
It was a long day. The moose left. So, I went to bed.
About my cure. I woke up and went to Kalmazoo.
I am thinking about writing another book. I can do it.
I think too much. I took off to go the near by zoo.
A monkey threw his business at me and I got hit.
I don't have a cure. I will just write and go to the cramp.
The moose is back. I went outside to talk to him.
I sat on a bench by Mr. Moose and the bench was damp.
Mr. Moose told me to go write all I want. His name was Tim.
A talking moose? I couldn't believe it, either. He is quite nice.
The moose and I wrote stories. He is quite a good writer.
I drink some Diet Pepsi and ate more cake and got some ice.
Mr. Moose had to leave. He wished me well and he flew off in a glider.
I will not worry about finding a cure for the Writers Cramp. Not at all.
A talking moose. Camping. I am going home where I can sanely think.
I will go to the writers cramp, write, sing, be happy and have a ball.
I write and print off stories. I am happy. Now, my copier is out of ink!
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Cupid. You know the diaper baby.
He shoots arrows to get you to fall in
love. He misses his mark. He shoots
someone in the butt, misses the heart.
He flies around. He thinks he is cute.
Bare chested and reminds me of the
dancing baby on Alley Mcbeal?
He carries around a bow and arrows.
Here he comes. There is an ugly man.
I am getting out of here. Sure as crap,
he will shoot that arrow at him and I will
be chased around by a man that is ugly.
This man looks like Uncle Fester and I
run out and bump into a man who looks
like Johnny Depp! Cupid's arrow hits! Yes!
This Johnny Depp look alike and I are in love!
Thank you, Cupid! Oh no! Cupid's diaper leaked
on me. I spray cologne on me and I smell better.
Cupid flies away and his arrow hits the Fester
guy and a big, ogre girl. Sweet. I smile.
Happy Valentines Day! Cupid lost his diaper and
burned his butt on a candle. My Johnny guy and I
dance as Cupid trips and flies out the window.
A naked baby but I have to thank him. I found love.
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