Treasure Island

Christina Sunrise


MELODIE’S BIRTHDAY IS TODAY


There once was a doll who

was a princess of the star,

The star Suzaria which is

in another galaxy-quite far.

Now she would be born to

an icewitch named Razel,

evil eyes and voice very nazel.

Now Melodie was born with the

light of the moon,

two seconds past midnight in the month of June.

Her twin brother Emeray,

would of course be born on a different day.

He was born the day before,

bringing great magic and great lore.

Both would have green eyes

like the green butterflies,

and use them to conquer

Razel’s evil lies.

Anyway Happy Birthday Melodie Monet.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on June 1,2011

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Submitted: Wednesday, June 01, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, June 01, 2011

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