[album 65561 GoofyHen2.JPG]I couldn't find
She Who Must Not Be Named
today anywhere about the house.
But I did find this note
stuck to the couch with a
rather large hatpin. . .
"What wisdom on a Monday morn
is available to mortals?
Each time I utter any word,
the air is filled with chortles.
The critics sit with folded arms
nursing their jaded jibes.
One can be struck most suddenly mute
by such hideously vile vibes.
I'll keep my own council this day.
It seems the wisest course.
There's no use talking to and pleading with
the back end of a horse."
I wonder what all that means?
I can never figure her out.
It's just too exhausting.
I'm going to go straighten my nest.
I suggest you do the same.
BUK!
She Who Must Not Be Named
today anywhere about the house.
But I did find this note
stuck to the couch with a
rather large hatpin. . .
"What wisdom on a Monday morn
is available to mortals?
Each time I utter any word,
the air is filled with chortles.
The critics sit with folded arms
nursing their jaded jibes.
One can be struck most suddenly mute
by such hideously vile vibes.
I'll keep my own council this day.
It seems the wisest course.
There's no use talking to and pleading with
the back end of a horse."
I wonder what all that means?
I can never figure her out.
It's just too exhausting.
I'm going to go straighten my nest.
I suggest you do the same.
BUK!