29 Jul 2012

well, they said you were high grass....

... that was just a lie!...

(...get it??)

1 comment:

  1. Hiding in the high grass
    To nibble ankles raw,
    Dreams' interpretations
    Make me just guffaw.
    Get it? Got it? Good.
    The Court Jester joked just so.
    Such jousting, as it should,
    Tilts my laugh gazebo
    Built amongst the high grass
    On life's shifting sands,
    As the tides rush in, rush out,
    Uncovering wonderlands.

    -- A noonday Mouse