Well, all I know is there'll be a collective sigh of relief when this hurricane season is at an end. I am grateful for my peaceful little abode above sea level, that is all I know. Hurricane winds...frightful things.....I wouldn't want to be there. Flee while flee you can is my motto....I have a lotto mottos.
Lovingpenful, you're a funny guy? What I wanna know is is it a Bic or what? Or is it one of those quill-like contraptions....the kind I wrote with as an Elizabethan child?
And this apocolypse of which you speak is it some sort of dance? I believe it is.....do the apocolypso with me.....we certainly have the fruit basket hats for it, eh?
"You don't have to have a point to make a point." Who said that, was it Tigger or Kermit?
The saga of my hairs I shall keep to myself......for now.....I'm saving it for a rainy day!
And yes, let's get on with the rhyme of life. The rhythm and rhymen of life! You first! If you don't get blown to smithereens I shall venture aft and prey not to fall on my asp.....er......ations!
Anyway I'm only in my house because I'm a mouse and live to rhyme! I also love to get soused on sauerkraut and apricot wine.
I love the word copious......sheesh, who wouldn't!!!!
I like to be revoltolutionary.

I used to walk with my head in the clouds but I kept getting struck by lightning!
Now my head twitches and I drool alot. Anonymouse
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