Attention histoire gore à suivre,âme sensible s'abstenir!
Il était une fois des pelotes de laine fantaisie qui une fois tricotées et devenues housse de coussin, broyaient du noir et ne savaient pas comment profiter de la vie quand un jour...
Caution, the story which follows isn't for kids!
Once upon a time there were some fancy yarn which became a pillowcase once knitted. But this pillowcase filled down and didn't know how to enjoy life when some day...
Ne pouvant le supporter, la housse se jeta sur le pauvre coussin et l'engloutit sans pitié.
Mais plus il l'avalait, plus il prenait des couleurs!
Plus il l'avalait, plus il prenait des formes!
Aussi quelle ne fut sa surprise,à la fin de "son repas" de se retrouver avec des poils tout brillants et colorés, des formes plus généreuses qui lui permirent d'être enfin apprécié de tout son entourage!
On découvrit plus tard que le coussin souffrait d'un virus contagieux qu'il avait transmis à la housse: la joie de vivre!
The pillowcase saw a pinky,happy cushion walking past it.
Not being able to bear it, it threw itself on the cushion and gobbled it mercilessly.
But the more it swallowed it, the more it took colors!
The more it swallowed it, the more it took curves!
Which was its surprise,at the end of "its meal" to find itself with brilliant and colorful hairs, with more genreous curves which allow it to finally be estimated by all its acquaintances.
It was discovered later that the cushion had a contagious virus which it had transmitted in the pillowcase: the joy of living!
Pour la version courte,ce coussin sera un des cadeau d'anniv de nièce!
For short story, this pillowcase is for of my niece's birthday!
Mais elle est terrible cette housse!
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