Someone left the cake out in the rain,
so the squirrels ate it.
For my first magic trick of 2015 I am going to make this house disappear. Nothing up my sleeves! Presto!
I found your broken heart on a bike ride the other day, so for my 2nd magic trick of the year I mended it using the duct tape that I purchased at Harry’s Occult Shop on South Street Philadelphia in 1985. Mending not pictured.
My neighbor Mr. Carisle is having an alley sale this afternoon of things found during his surprisingly quiet yard cleaning. Usually he has high volume arguments with his sister Camille. Come pick up your rollerboard today!
If an effort to keep things seemple, I have decided to cook nightly by color.
Mondays are orange.
Tuesdays might be green.
“I know an old lady who swallowed a cat,
Imagine that, to swallow a cat!
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly,
I don’t know why she swallowed the fly,
I guess she’ll die.” – words written by Rose Bonne
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