Hoary star’s frosting..twinkle inna eye, Ay! only one left ’til morning light erases memory of cosmic cake icing, icing, –the works! washes ‘way majestic night’s black-blue sway – universal – over sleepyhead snorers, tucked in lumpy quilts, buried under soft pillows, z-z-Z-z-z-z-z-z-z,–tha’ MOON!, moon, see the moon..Frosty the moonman dancing around stars; and what’s more it may seem, ahh!it’s alla dream (one c a n wonder). Nice fire will take the bite off before he gets here, Winter..winter, winter, old man winter. Winter, Si! si, ese, si, winter..look out ta win-ter and SEE! frozen icicle rainbow fingers stabbing steamy snowy hot sunrise in his hoary face, –or ojo..eye! Ay, ay, ay (I, carbon). ~c.

P-s: En la tierra de ciegos el tuerto es rey.

A caballo regalado, no mire en las dientes. (Oy)

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