_ThE_bLuE_FlOwEr_(paRt 3)

 An old lady rise upon the deep blue sky with an old bucket full of apples on her right hand came forward to the little boy. “Hello there young man, why are you wandering around this scary jungle anyway?” ask the lady.

That old lady wearing a black cloak like a wicked witch makes the little boy shivers a bit “He...Hello mam, I am looking for an answer of the question given by an insects. I…I must seek for the answer so that I can save my beloved mother. She is sick” Answered the little boy.

“

Oh dear, you must be looking for the magical blue flower, isn’t it? Come to my house and you can eat there.”

“Thanks mam”

“Owh, don’t call me mam. Just call me Lady Marthy” She smiled at the little boy. What a scary smile she has.

They both then walk along together to the old lady house. It was not far from where he met the lady. As he arrived there, he saw an old house made by clays and trees. Maybe around 50 years that house had been built.

“Welcome to my home, young boy” She opened the door and they both entered the house. The house was really old full of cobwebs around the ceiling and lots of rusty walls and stairs made by woods. A one corner, the little boy saw a wardrobe full of collections of black, rust and old umbrellas.

                            

                   Lady came from the jungle,

                   With no means of any angle,

                   Not even need to juggle,

                   Beware of it like an eagle.

                   

                                                                   EnD oF PaRt 3          

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