There is always something. There is. It's enough to tire me out. Some mornings it hardly seems worth it to gnaw through the leather straps.
Grumpy Now
You told me to walk
on water, said that happens
when I find center,
lift my feathered wings,
hold my beak just so and slim
down for God's sake, please.
That's when I got grumpy. Hmphf!
February 9, 2009 9:47 AM
First posted August 29, 2009
Image added April 4, 2012
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.