If perhaps I had more time
I could put this into rhyme
But I've many things to do
No leisure now to rhyme a screw
So...it's kind of a toss-up. A large and not especially comfortable rock covered with caterpillars in the woods? On the top of a mountain, the chosen spot which we discovered afterward was atop an anthill? On the hay bales in the second floor of the barn where the black cat provided a most attentive audience? I could go on, but like I said, I'm currently a bit short of time.
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3 comments:
So when the mood strikes you just drop where you are eh? Ants... caterpillars... no matter! Love it! I bet you have lots of great tales to tell about such adventures.
chuckles, Canu, no time fr making whoopee. Now there is something seriously wrong with that scenario.
It's not a matter of no time for making it, Little Wind. If that were the case I would assuredly make time. It's more like no time to relate previous times. Ya dig?
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