Hey, How’s It Goin?
Last yesterday which was the tuesday before you got the china delivered to the wrong address and had to pick it up under the full moon instead of mooning it up under the full pick. I know how much mooning means to you and I’m sorry that didn’t work out, I mean shining as bright as the moon is far superior to that flashlight my distant cousin lent you when we thought the garage was going to fall down. Man that was scary! Good thing it was just vertigo. When the moon is a spoon and you don’t think you’re June that’s a-more-ay. Oh dear, that’s the song you asked me never ever ever to sing to you. My bad. I’d delete it but my eraser is out for service. It was time. It’s been acting up lately. Randomly erasing E’s from the typewriter. The tap tap tapping … oh the glorious sound! No keyboard shall ever be. As wonderfully sounding as tap tap tap ding! The glorious ding! The uplifting song of the steps toward a goal. None can compare! Though they try and they dare. The old wins the day, just this once, just this way.
When can you be there? When can you fly? When will the rest of them, be there to sigh. Never I say! Never the way. Sighing is when we get to the end of the lasdfkj woops, guess it wasn’t the eraser after all, total keyboard meltdown. Q’s & T’s stuck to my fingers, 9’s and 4’s went flying and burned their images into my eyes. Tragesty I tell you! Tragesty! Time to send out for pizza. Do you think they have gluten free dairy free tomato free without the pepperoni? It’s like DUH everyone should carry it, EVERYONE wants it, no wonder the ants took over the building of the iPhone. Oh dear. That was supposed to be a proprietary secret! Don’t tell anyone, ok? Forget I said anything. It’s going to take a thousand years to fix it if word gets out.
Anyway, I really like the moon china. So sparkly and pretty!
hava happy,
L&H&SS,
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