Imagine the Three Toed Sloth Before He Lost the First Two.
I made an omlette so soft and noble that no one ever ate it So I had to throw it in the compost I ate it a year later. ---- No editing No writing No wandering No sense of loss No sense of labor The toucan finds the heart of darkness fruity and fun filled. The rabbit is once again denied. The leprachaun is taken out and persecuted. The Captain has lost his crew What't new with you? edit write wander. ------