I bought a camel from the local camel store. I got the camel for a good price because he was defective, he didn't have any humps. I named him...

Cold, yet I carry fire inside. My wound becomes your light. Older than the blade beside, I sharpened every ancient fight. Break me: I only grow more keen. The coldest fire ever seen.

I am a word of four. Let me walk you through it: Change my first letter to R, and I sit atop your home. Change it to a W, and I speak like a dog. Change my last letter to a K, and I become something you use to catch fish. Rhyming isn't my forte, because then I sound a bit like a goof...

It bugs me when I'm called a bug Creepy? Crawly? At least I'm not a slug. I'm just trying to live my life, so please don't squish me.

As the sun sets, the family awakes They rise as one to set out into the young night With only the faintest rustlings to herald their leaving They murmur softly to themselves, Careful to avoid waking potential sleepers. They make the smallest of meals to break their fasts And devote the rest of their nights to their quiet reflections and travels. Long before the world begins to wake, They gently shepherd their fellows back to their daytime cradles And sleep once more as the light creeps across the fields and glens