March Comes in Like a Psychic Lioness...
"I got a splinter in my foot."
"How can I assist you?"
"Not now. Later."
"Just ask."
"o.k."
We are watching the morning clock on the first day of school. My psychic lioness will have a splinter in her kitty-cat paw all day. Plus, Martha is sicky-poo. And George is a single mother of two.
Now, let me get back to roller derby action!
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