Perhaps Wednesday will bring an avalanche of scary things - nuns with goitres the size of cantaloupes; lonely goatherds whose perverse and spasmodic desires can no longer be suppressed or contained; Walls Vanilla Ice Cream; semicolons; Judgement Day.
But I can still raise me straw boater against the tornado and say, there was Joy on Monday. TY.
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You could just have linked to The Sound of Music.
Because fear is only in the mind.
The Sound of Music is far too frightening for a Monday, what with the lonely goatherds and such.
Perhaps Wednesday will bring an avalanche of scary things - nuns with goitres the size of cantaloupes; lonely goatherds whose perverse and spasmodic desires can no longer be suppressed or contained; Walls Vanilla Ice Cream; semicolons; Judgement Day.
But I can still raise me straw boater against the tornado and say, there was Joy on Monday. TY.
There is - and will always be - joy for Monday.
Although that joy will never come in the form of a semicolon.
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