grapes and cheese in the trash.
talk about being a loser. raccoon
lifestyle for the last four years.
marry me now, Daisy. no--I know
that's not your name. it's a pet name
because on account of how you
remind me of a flower. tall and straight
and attractive to bees. no nonsense.
out in nature we use tents. not much
has happened
since I spilled my heart. not much to do.
too hard to start.
Well, it looks like I've majorly lapsed on the poem-a-day habit. Not to worry. I'm taking a short break to finish the Balkey story line....
“What,” the young, scarred and scabbed Scib said, “did Mr. Pin calm him – Bixson-” And Balkey closed the gap as soon as the word left the...
Tell him Coral has finally gone sour and the Pin is as crooked as we all thought,” fryed Balkey and eyed the straight and tall, the...