by Brian McCloskey
I’ve waited for you all day, and here you are. I wanted sky. And the one you love crosses the room and arrives in your arms. Wearing a dress made me feel very feminine and sexy. I think I’m addicted to bright tights. Cakes grow on rooftops, parrots hold rhetoric lessons. No animal is more untrustworthy than the cock. It is, rather, like a very handsome dress, which is worn out through use and ostentation. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey. We will need to search for clues that may or may not be available. Bend over in a mirror before you leave the house. They’ve been languishing safely behind thick tights. They could even look good on a fellow! There's been a resurgence of the dress and the skirt. My legs got squeezed real tight. But is there an opaque alternative? And when the light catches them, you can't help but stare. Evidence of a slowdown in corn consumption still is needed. I think we’ll see more brides displaying their love of tights. I'm always amazed at the citrus trees. Women wearing hosiery products ALWAYS look so lovely, so beautiful and so sensual. A lemming movement ballooning up a misplaced idea. My arms are open with the breadth of ocean, and I'm plucking smiles from the heat. I have never in my life wanted to live in Canada. Do I still think in those little yellow boxes? You just slip them on your legs, up to your thigh and you're ready to go! I like girls in tights. My puffin has communicated with his puffin. A mountain zephyr blew the sunlight cold. Some of you have asked me how I managed to wear tights in a country as hot as Panama.