THE WIND:
((Steps around, continuing to smarten up her house after 6 months of neglect - thanks to you people. Her dull and onerous task is made lighter however, because as she lifts and totes, she finds herself humming a light and breezy air she cannot get out of her mind, ever' once in a while breaking into audible trilling of "ou-ou-ou-our stars."" Inexplicably, the words have a mild, yet heady German flavor to them.))
** Sweet, sweet, sweet is life up here on Broken Arsed!
And I am happy, I need not eat ba-naa-a-nas!
Sweet, sweet, sweet is life up here on Broken Arsed!
Mice are nice and so is life when they?re asleep, o-ur stars! **
%% Next time I take a break, I'm adding Eine Kleine BananenMusik to my BBM playlist. %%