Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Today I encountered a singing garbage bag on a curb down the block.
As I walked past, I heard a little voice inside it singing Ring around the rosey
over & over. So I stopped & looked in the top of the bag, & saw only an old blanket
folded & stuffed in it, & somewhere a voice. Among the several bags there,
that one was the only singing bag.
As I walked past, I heard a little voice inside it singing Ring around the rosey
over & over. So I stopped & looked in the top of the bag, & saw only an old blanket
folded & stuffed in it, & somewhere a voice. Among the several bags there,
that one was the only singing bag.
