Good Penmanship is a Sign of a Soiled Mind: Don't Spit on the Welcome Mat

"Cassie, which pony do you want to ride?" "The coral stallion with the cracked blue eye!" "Give Daddy the light saber, and I'll make the pony fly!" "Higher than the sky, Daddy?" "As high as you can fly!" four years ago, a wish to a fountain was made for a daughter, but he threw in a dime because he knew some day he'd need the quarter.

dancing a waltz tame and corruptible outpouring of feeling before the continuation of dreaming improvisationally