Day 204: How Does This Work

Escaping into the cold, cold night I ran with my legs. They did stride so far and wide i had to ask, "But how did you eat the leaves?" Not replying, those snoots, they took me across a paddock. I feared for the sprites all bottled up. It is something of a shame. But them i came so frightfully close to a street. A darkened ally of which housed the very most interesting things of all. That's right; I say it like a beef sandwich, Thanks for the keys. Stopping all so abruptly, i had to slap those legs for the undeniably inopportune moment; i really wanted to see the corner over there. But then i saw a nice as nice little friend. I said hello and in the gust of the wind, i heard a never so nearly not there reply "Hi." So thankful for the return, i decided to house myself within its confines. Tearing an edge, i apologised like the kind-hearted twiglet that i most assuredly am and i screamed as we fell into the sleep. A white-hair sandwich offered itself to me... I gratefully accepted the use of a pillow in these harshest of times.

Speaking Squirrels, Nurture Of The Swine.