The physician’s wife was told that an apple a day kept the doctor away.
Each evening she would eat two apples (just to be safe).
But much to her dismay, her husband still kept coming home.

killing people sucked
but it wasn't his fault.

it hurt him just as much,
really, it did.

I caught some Z's today, just to hold for a bit, but then I let them go of course.

    (I said this line to Kylier once and she forced me to RECord it! lol)

Once upon a time, there was The End.

After running on his wheel all day, the hamster felt like he was getting nowhere.

A little girl, who was afraid of the dark, asked her mom to draw the curtains.

"Why? I thought you were afraid of the dark."

 "Mom, I don't want the night to come in...

The echo wanted nothing more than to hear a voice apart from its own.

The board game felt jaded.

...The same old pieces,

the same old rules...

Same old bored game.

When the last human being died, Death put the chairs onto the tables, turned off the lights, and closed the door behind herself.

The 8 ball wished that, for once, he had someone to answer his questions.

It orbits the earth and shifts the seas

and someday it knows

the oceans will follow

and the sky will fill with silver streams.

All of a sudden it was dark!
And then he opened his eyes...

The porcupine leaned up against the cactus and said: "I know how you feel."

The louder the wind sings, the more the trees dance

The Street Lamp wanted to be more than just friends with the Traffic Light, but he was sending her mixed signals.

Jimmy Tuck was a method artist; instead of drawing pictures, he drew conclusions, blanks, and even his final breath.

Gravity warned the apple, "don't fall for me."  But it was already too late.

 

EDIT:

or, alternatively:

 

"

"When I grow up..." - said the tiny story - "I want to be a book."

I spent ten years writing a book that is four storeys high.

It's a tall tale.

To wit? Or to woo?

Every Thursday night, members of The Lonely Socks Club meet in the back of the underwear drawer to talk about the tragic loss of their sockmates (and sometimes, to make unmatched, unexpected con...

"But you look fine," Mirror said despairingly, "Why won't you ever believe me?"

The lights from the city were the only stars you believed in, loving them for guiding you home each night.

"Don't do it!" Did the doleful doodle cry as the eraser eased to eradicate his erstwhile, elementary etchings...pink and plump, but pitiless.

As the grapes were being crushed, all they did was whine. 

The naked eye, embarrassed of her recent exposures, decided to put on some clothes.

Sleepwalking was the only way he could run away from his nightmares.

Inside the box, there was another box.