Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Worksheet #3

I have been remiss.

I was not Santa Claus. Someone else was.

December: when trees become pōhutukawa.

I still forget to wear a hat outside.

Prevention is not better than The Cure, as far as albums are concerned.

Past-time is a funny phrase when you think about it.

I began a story about a man named Loof, discovered he was an arborist, and put the story on hold.

December: when free-time becomes shopping-time.

In November I was someone else.

I have been remiss.

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