A visit to a fashionable art college.

It was the weekend. The two brown eggs rolled into the side entrance and stopped at the reception desk. Two cockerels were there, one seated at a computer, the other covering security. The college was reminiscent of a warehouse, the empty rooms felt like empty crates.  A display of information material became a firework display in the mind of one of the eggs, it glowed briefly with a warm light. They heard a voice of dismissiveness like the deep voice of a god. The two eggs spun round . A long iron wrought spear hovered above the receptionist and was angled down towards them, they felt uncomfortable. They each took a copy of the prospectus which shone with light like the light from a pleasure boat receding into the night. The cockerels were spitting fire as they left. Outside they came upon the recycling area where they rummaged around, revelling in the contrasting freedom they found. They found several discarded and unused toilet rolls in a plastic bag and they laughed freely at the comparison until their shells broke.

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I wish to develop as an artist songwriter.

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