All together now: auhhhhhhhtummmmm. It’s deeper than “ah.” It’s better than “om.” And we can see it shining in the not-too-distant distance. If ever we needed the sepia-toned glow of fall, it’s now.
Here’s something worth thinking about. If you meet someone named Gus, is it short for August, Augustine, Augustus, or Asparagus?
Quick: when I say “Arlo,” you say what? The answer will be revealing.
Don’t call it a misspelling. It’s a poet’s prerogative to play with language like a Slinky.
Oh youze guyze… …it’s here… …it’s back…
Fact: the cats most likely to get FIV are unneutered, rambling, gambling males. Fact: most residents of Suite FIV at Tabby’s Place are now-neutered, reformed rambling, gambling males.
We came. We marched fourth. We marched thirty-first, even. And now, we shall April.