Friday, May 1, 2009

lady collie....

shine that 'mystery' gaze upon us.......
and underneath us......
shine that RED up.... even REDDER!
'lipstick red' for the strawberry tarts of yesteryear, and then some.....

those girls.......you know the ones!
those tarts!
they speak of your meanderings amongst themselves....
those pretty, little 'tartlattas'!!
they sequester themselves into a 'triangular' room.....OFFICIALLY SPEAKING!!!

they dance in circles, and they chant fragrant melodies in silence.....
FRAGRANT MELODIES......rhapsodic reds........

collie girl....
the mystery is yet to unfold.......
that red comforter will snuggle the 'nay-Sayers' into a heap of denied reassurances......

yes......so it is written....so it shall be done......

and so it goes.....my lady......
and so it goes!!!

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