"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail, "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail! See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance: They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the dance?"
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Cry for Help
I miss the jazz on Frenchman's Street. Someone find me some jazz.
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