Shirley Temple Doesn't Wear Stride Rite
By: 1000th Ghost
I am tolerating this balloon.
It is here, and it is red, a beautiful, shiny red with a little glint where the sun shines on it.
It looks like it is from a cartoon.
But I am not in a cartoon, so I do not care about the cartoon balloon.
"Oh, my duck does a wonderful trick! My duck can lay an egg!"
"And just what is so wonderful about that?"
"Well, can you lay an egg?"
Oh, Shirley Temple, I love your egg-laying duck. Though neither you nor anyone else can make a hen tell the truth.
Hens can't tell anything.
Hens are stupid.
And that balloon?
I can only just bear to tolerate it, but it reminds me of something with a shoe store and my mother, so I'm going to powder my nose with an ax.
