The fete, the gaiety, the frolic, the pooja, the incense, the fragrance, the fun…
The usual loud water from the skiesmade its entrance without a traceIt paid no mind whether or not…
Ragg’dy ragg’dy ragg’dy eggsRagg’dy poached on sou’dough toastThat’s the breakfast we love…
Some words love tobark more than others.Some of them are naughty.They shout at a high pitch.They…