Sheila's Dribs 'n Drabs

No more boring brown coffee! Enjoy yours paisley-topped with lettuce ‘n peppers, tartan with thistles, or chili-pineappled in gold ‘n green.

Where does the fire go, smoke go, heat go? Don't worry they preached though. World's big enough until fire heat and smoke came and smote us.

Inquiring minds keep asking and chickens keep crossing roads and the car the hit me was driven by a toad. Why did the person cross the road?

Knowing the world was round, they pulled ashore for directions after storms stopped pounding them. Seafarers told them "Left at the pole."

“What’s a sock puppet Mom?” “It’s the one who’s not real, Like when grandpa’s other foot casts a vote.” “That’s one massive sock.” “I know.”

They rode into town on shoes, heels to toe, with a clattering of hooves, then drew their dreaded threads and fired on us. Our noses expired.

We’re finding bunny eggs under a funny sunny moon, and yellowed purple sky is momma’s mood when bunny eggs get added to her runny succotash.