Monday, March 24, 2008

Ode to a Quiet Day


I've read three newspapers this morning and looked at several on-line sites as well, and you know what I found of interest?


Nothing, nyet, gournischt, zilch, bupkes, de nada, niente, goose eggs...


OK.


Let's just be grateful for a quiet day.


Spring has sprung,

Da grass is riz.

I wonder where da boidies is.

Da boid is on da wing.

Dat's absoid.

Da wing is on da boid.