Pink Is Naturally Uninhibited

Dreaming of frogs playing guitars, lounging on a campfire pyre, Her manifestation of these little hopping miniatures tickled her Naturally nude with an upside down hat, she was uninhibited, fully exhibited. Two prissy potential suiters ran out screaming, recognizing her strength. Attitudes of grandeur did not play in her head. She meant no harm to these males; yet they had been clearly terrified. Women who are fantastical and barbastical confuse ones who are weak. She did not wave, frankly, had not noticed they left. She was playing a harp with her bear. Is she bizarre, modern, an alien or just weirdly avant-garde? Status quo relatives who were watching were also consternated. Their brains often pitter-patted by the norms society revers. Creativity was outside their jurisdiction, thank God! Pink woman’s frog dreams led to a parade of unicorns and eunuchs, Horrifying the refined who sneaked peeks at her surrealistic attitude. Why can she not conform? What is wrong with her? Hell. How did they get into my dream state Pink wondered. The watchers did not realize her spontaneity was a result of natural play-ity. Which is why she moved away from them, for how could brilliance stay? She took the frogs, unicorns and eunuchs with her of course. The bear elected to remain. He loved frightening the relatives.