When I write my book, these will be the last words:
Tensions simmer. Suburban lawns glimmer. And another dewy day is born.
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2 comments:
"...and another Dewey Day is born...".
Ever wonder how many Dewey Days have already been born? I guess it depends on whether or not they are "one in a million". Don't get my drift? Gotta sift. Can't feel my anger? Gotta hang her.
Very cool comment....
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