Monday, October 16, 2017

"Who left the faucet running?"






    Who left the faucet running? By the time
    it was over, thousands of hectares had been inundated.
    To feed that room. He waits for me and
    makes sure I am explaining the life of the mind.
    Everybody makes the same children with them.
    Weather tipped the guy off,
    dropped the snowball.


















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  The Fop's Tale
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Harper Collins/Ecco, 2012©

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