WRITING: Anudder Metaphor

Was so thrilled to turn the blanket from the snow into the sky earlier, but can’t get this picture from my mind…

We are the baloney between the bread of earth and lettuce sky.

Heh-heh-heh.

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4 Responses to WRITING: Anudder Metaphor

  1. Anne says:

    You are a very odd, er, unique woman. Not a metaphor for anything. But isn’t it nice to know you’re you?

  2. susan says:

    Odd is okay, odd is good. As a matter of fact, I still practice odd sometimes late at night, just to keep it fresh.

  3. Jason says:

    “I still practice odd sometimes late at night, just to keep it fresh.”

    Is it just me, or did that sound kind of dirty? }:Þ

  4. susan says:

    It’s you. I said odd, not kinky, though I …

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