Omnium

Monday, May 13, 2013

It was 10:18 a.m.
on the last day in 2012.

Ah, and the frogs are croaking . . .


Even Venus, Jupiter and Lady Luna are smiling:

Don QuiScottie becomes 13!
Well, cross sum wise.
So let's praise him
and
The Golden Helmet of Perthino.

Hat on a Hot Tin Roof

* [For first time visitors]:

Typo in the title?
Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.


Their nest is their castle or Shabbiness is in the eye of the beholder.

They did not birch me.

The frog sitting in the well takes its brim for the horizon.

Almost flying . . .

A ball is no disc.

Lord of the dandelions.

. . . in shed's own window.

. . . on leaving the village . . .

The cherry tree's . . .

. . . flowerage . . .

here does it end.