by Brian McCloskey
What will we do from now on without food? Midvale School for the Gifted. When much intercourse with a friend has supplied us with a standard of excellence. The sausage-wagon is paramount. Looking for number twenty-four. You too can have fun at home with paper. You can’t saw sawdust. Ever pick your feet in Poughkeepsie? Then she began talking about her panda. Establish the elephants. We don’t paint bottoms. He fled naked, leaving his garment behind. Hello Mr. Shiny Nuts. Ille Nastase were born wi’ two flight ‘ouses. I’d buy a raccoon, but John already has one. Unlawful possession of a suitcase. Love is all one can believe in. They’re not only pretty, they’re also useful. I’ve carried a bit of a toe for a while. Sex at noon taxes. If you do not love me, I shall not be loved. Zebra Three, Zebra Three, come in please. Drought (but) teapot. Half on the sidewalks and half on the lawn. Beware sharks! Take your tee shirt off and make yourself comfortable on the floor. An awful lot of leather. They don’t like it up ‘em. Zig-zag to the onion bag.