Thursday, January 03, 2013

Thousand: Nine Hundred Eighty-Two

keep. Watch out for ferries! Oh the days go by like horses, the days go by like shoes, the meals are all in courses, and which toes that I don’t use I’ll have to put in purses to make sure that they won’t bruise. It’s a lovely day, isn’t it? Lowering clouds, lightning, hail, and sheer. Why, if there were any more sunshine we’d have to pour it in trays and freeze it for later. Ah, we’ve reached the Isle of Crocodiles. This is Velma, our guide. She is a caiman of exceptional grace and gloss who did time as

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