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Hey, How's It Goin?

Hey, How’s It Goin?

Since when are the tomato’s blue?
I don’t know what to do!
I kept them in my shoe
and now they are all blue.

We went to cedar lane
and found them in the drain
they were so pretty pink
I sat them in the sink.

And then you went away
if only for a day
walking out the door
in search of finding more.

And now they are all blue
I don’t know what to do!
This can’t be very through
so now we have to moo.

I know, I know.  We had to moo last week too.  Stupid cows followed us for MILES until we hit mountain goat territory and then it was all sad crying cows wandering lost in the woods with the bears eating ants and swinging from redvines to stay safe.  Your neighbor was SO MAD!  I know you don’t want to, but we have to.  Blue tomato’s calls for it.  Unless …. hmmm … yes …. I sense a plot emerging in our favor …

yes!

yes!

Put them on the lawn.  You heard me.  Put them right out on the lawn.  The cows will play hacky-cow-sack with them and they’ll end up in Farmer Tractor-Face’s tree.  Win and WIN!  You know how much he LOVES blue trees.  Oh this is so excellent!  Let us implement this master plan poste haste!  Oh Oh another extra E!  My bucket was getting low.  I was afraid I was going to run out before I matched them all up!

Oh what a glorious victorious day on all fronts!

All the problems in the world? SOLVED

Yes I said all! The rest were re-classified as ‘issues’ and the court reporter went insane at the notion.  Started frothing his milkshake right there in the barista’s milk steamer!  The Judge was screaming his head off “order in the court! order in the court!” to no avail.  There was milkshake all over his robe by the end of it.  And no one has a clue how the barista snuck and entire coffee shop into the witness stand.  Total magician I tell you!  Had us all looking left while she was fiending right.  An entire coffee shop!  She had no idea the court reporter was a haughty milkshake connoisseur intent on stealing the show.  I heard 12 people were hauled off to the klinker for that one!

gotta run,
no not really,
but I do gotta fun!

love & hugs & melted slugs,

~ Michelle Millicent Meatball
(Ask Lynn)