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Down the rabbit hole

I almost forgot to feed the giraffes this morning. Luckily, the bravest of them dared to swim right up to me as soon as I left the igloo, and by pointing his hoof at his mouth, turning in the water and rubbing his tummy, reminded me of my dereliction of duty; but it was a close call. I will have to do better tomorrow.

Meanwhile, the mummy of Wahibre Setepenre is still awaiting pick up in my shed. I want it moved, so that I can grow cabbages in its spot.


Jan. 27th, 2005 08:05 pm (UTC)
A god roams the world, treading on earthworms. The King of Cups birthday will set free the shackled leopards, and angels will sing from on high.
Jan. 27th, 2005 10:13 pm (UTC)
...but Miss Edith has decreed a truce between the hedgesparrows and the poppinjays and everything will be circuses and lollypops... What will your mummy sing when they find your body?