The sunset spoke to the moon, "the world is almost yours". The moon went up over the lake, reflecting on the water in the darkness. A couple of people were rowing a little boat over the water, but you couldn't tell what color the boat was painted simply by the moonlight, no sir. A bat asked a tree, "what does the sunset look like?" There was a raccoon sitting under the tree, thinking about food, as raccoons do. Moss grew under the tree, but you couldn't tell what color it was by the little bit of moonlight that filtered through the leaves.
Probably green.
my verbosity is only exceeded by my pomposity
Thursday, April 17, 2008
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