I went pass a tree but it didn’t have glowing eyes. So I got meself a couple of drinks and went back to the tree. Still no eyes to be seen. Then I realized I was smiling while staring. That’s when I knew I was the tree’s fool. And that made me happy. Or so the moss pillow on the low-side told me the day after...
I went pass a tree but it didn’t have glowing eyes.
ReplyDeleteSo I got meself a couple of drinks and went back to the tree. Still no eyes to be seen.
Then I realized I was smiling while staring.
That’s when I knew I was the tree’s fool. And that made me happy.
Or so the moss pillow on the low-side told me the day after...
Laurent - You are such a poet.
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