You know, it rained...a lot, power was out (something about a lightning strike and a power station), I ...uh...had to vacuum and I , well, I got nothin'. So maybe tomorrow...
here's looking at you....
The erudite wanderings and ramblings of the whimsical and retired
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Rain
I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.
I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can't do a handstand--
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.
Shel Silverstein
Well, it didn't rain in Utah, but it did rain on the flight in last night which of course is always a nice way to make me totally shake in my space boots. Yay, rain. NOT!
great poem, Dizzy! I will keep that.I alsways wondered about the slishity slosh...
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