So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day.
So she sat on the porch and watched the moon rise. Soon its amber fluid was drenching the earth, and quenching the thirst of the day.
I always thought insanity would be a dark, bitter feeling, but it is drenching and delicious if you really roll around in it.
THE DOG'S COLD NOSE ...a poem When Noah, perceiving 'twas time to embark, Persuaded the creatures to enter the Ark, The dog, with a friendliness truly sublime, Assisted in herding them. Two at a time He drove in the elephants, zebras and gnus Until they were packed like a boxful of screws, The cat in the cupboard, the mouse on the shelf, The bug in the crack then he backed in himself. But such was the lack of available space He couldn't tuck all of him into the place So after the waters had flooded the plain And down from the heavens fell blankets of rain He stood with his muzzle thrust out through the door The whole forty days of that terrible pour Because of which drenching, zoologists hold, The nose of a healthy dog always is cold.
Drenching the pavement, warming the wall, bathing the cat in a slumbering sprawl ... Waking the buds that break from the tree. Shaking out gold, and all for free.
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