Eeksy-Peeksy

augury doggerel

Monday, April 28, 2003

White

I tried to count the storks yesterday. A flock of maybe twenty-five flew over very high. I tried to see every one. A flying stork is supposed to be lucky. Maybe a flock of storks is a flock of luck, and I could use some. Then a pale girl with a ponytail down to the backs of her knees walked by and I lost count of the storks. If they were storks.

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