X. “Whose Are The Little Beds,” I Asked
“Which in the valleys lie?”
“Which in the valleys lie?”
April Fools!
…along came Mr. Wiggly…
…as a lady from her (very gross) door…
But not the only one.
The morning, happy thing…
Then SPRANG before the hills…
…was much too dainty.
Really? Truly?
…sometimes gets a little tired of all the talking back.