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WE FEATHERLESS FLIERS
The Lengthily Titled And Fabulous Story Of Dicky The Lovebird, A Bird And His Bride
Here’s to love
My friend Lilly has a desk. Lilly’s desk had a mouse.
And worse:
- one mouse
- two mouse
- bride mouse
- groom mouse
In the blink of an eye, it was a whole damn family.
Lilly found the family because of her stash, her “snacks for special occasions,” which she kept in the left-hand middle drawer.
Mini Twix, Werther’s Originals, candy corn pumpkins, and grape-flavored gum.
Someone had been stealing from the stash, someone who left a trail of wrappers going back and back into the drawer.
So, Lilly opened the drawer all the way and that’s when she found out who had been stealing. She found their hideout too:
A big, bad nest at the back of the drawer.
Picture a nest made of paperclips, shredded memos, and candy wrappers. That is the setting, now here is the diamond: Picture a softball made of mice.
Lilly shut the drawer, gently, hoping to encourage them not to swarm, then she…
