******The Pinocchio Theory*******
eh?
grumbling, nnit.
duncecapwearingme.
who’s sittittitting in the corner now?
my dreams have all (every last bolshy one) fled to the attic. can’t even peel back a rash and find them there.
so’s the wicked shorn cat sliding on the moon?
don’t know why
just here i am don’tknowwhy
just here’s iam
but don’t know why
m s e i u p n s
y t r o s a t
ooooh…. code!
and i left my codebreaking hat at home!
“nnit”::indeed. my point exactly.