"Hat"
There are days when the wind
wears a hat. Those are the days
it stops, takes off its hat, and bows
gently to the trees and grasses,
gentlemanly -- its way of apologizing
for those days it goes bareheaded.
wears a hat. Those are the days
it stops, takes off its hat, and bows
gently to the trees and grasses,
gentlemanly -- its way of apologizing
for those days it goes bareheaded.
posted by Hedgie at 9:10 PM
3 Comments:
Dammit, son, what do you mean by getting yours done so early? There oughtta be a law.
Sorry. I had wanted to be able to spend today working on the next Jackdaw's Nest entry, so I tried to get the MaPo piece out of the way early. But I've been laid out with a sinus headache most of the day and still haven't gotten Jackdaw's done. Bleargh. I'm just a Pokey Lil' Puppy.
You need some of my contraband Sudafed. I had to sign for it in blood! At least, it feels like contraband.
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