Spring means green stuff
Steamed
Hot humid days of spring here in Seattle and environs bring with them a renewal of such fascinating flora.
Vast herds of wild moss thundering across the yard.
Green fuzz gathering in my window sills.
Congregations of verdance on the bathroom tiles.
Mushroom families fungal parties rampaging between my toes.
The greening of the cat
Ah, spring.
Ah, pollen.
Ah, choo!
Hot humid days of spring here in Seattle and environs bring with them a renewal of such fascinating flora.
Vast herds of wild moss thundering across the yard.
Green fuzz gathering in my window sills.
Congregations of verdance on the bathroom tiles.
Mushroom families fungal parties rampaging between my toes.
The greening of the cat
Ah, spring.
Ah, pollen.
Ah, choo!
posted by Lane Savant at 9:26 PM
1 Comments:
In fine form, sir; enjoyed it
and reposted it for posterity,
but why not submit it over
at Magpie Tales? Your wit
must find its representative
cyberly vastly and more
completely for sure.
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