I'm tempted to get one of those hairless cats, just so I can creep the neighbors out
I'm expecting my own box of fun from Amazon on Friday. I'll have to make sure and pick it up while Impressionable Young Minds are still at school...
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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