think

by chuck leary

think of a flower think of a gorilla picking the flower think of a ham sandwich in the refrigerator back at base camp think of an intrepid traveler suddenly coming on the base camp at the foot of the mountain think of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the backpack of the intrepid traveler think of a deposed king think of a lock on a door think of a man walking in the rain i will never go back though the door be opened wide my part has been played and my path lies before me quite so, quite so, i understand perfectly returning from his enforced sabbatical sadly, he began to repeat himself there were too many reports to be ignored the master understood and acted accordingly very soon it will be over where were we when we were interrupted? expecting rain, if i recall it was your turn to think of a suitable theme for the annual celebration i have no experience in such matters and always forget something in my reports beastly weather, isn’t it? not to mention the constant requests for updates from the continent the door was unlocked after all that and the room was empty think of a flower think of a gardener planting a whole row of flowers