Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
So she who must be obeyed ignored has been watching LOST as it is the 10th anniversary of said series. Now she never got past series 2 so sneaks in an episode or two when she can. I of course have to work at my Homeland Security which is quite hard when the woman shrieks and squeals when something bad happens. So to celebrate I decided to do a bit of a LOST myself whilst on the park. She started calling me and as the panic set in the shouts of MOLLY got louder and up a couple of octaves. Then she did the headless chicken impersonation flapping around shrieking and hollering. When she finally shut up to catch her breath she heard a little voice saying would you like some more cheese? That's when she saw the tent and yes I was inside with my new chum Rupert. Poor Rupert asked if he was in trouble and peeps told him no but I sure was. No more cheese for me just my sorry butt hauled back home with my peeps in a foul temper which even an episode of LOST could not soften. Have you ever run away and worried your peoples? PS Rupert's daddy was too busy reading the paper to notice what went on but then again we do live in Nappy Valley thank God. Have a marvellous Monday and don't forget to include some mischief today.