A Creative Thought was walking down the street, and came upon an Idle Mind as he sat on a fence, shooting tortisses as they flew by. The Creative Thought eluded the Idle Mind for a time, but eventually gave up, and strangled the Idle Mind with a length of Time.
A Clouded Mind was beating a Philosopher black and blue, and soon was stopped by a Lark.
"Say," inquired the Lark, "what gives? Surely that Philosopher has better things to do than get trampled." Soon the Lark did the Philosopher in with a Top Hat and a Bowl of Prawns, and the Clouded Mind dissapated in a fit of Irony.
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