Dear Autumn Leaves,
You are so pretty on the tree. But when you fall down, I have to rake you. As you can see, there are two giant piles of leaves on the street (for street pickup) that I have already raked. Please for the rest of the season, fall into the neighbor's yards. Thank you.
Love,
Hashbrown
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5 comments:
Dear Autumn Leaves,
When you are on the ground in the dog park could you please not blow around so that you cover up un-picked-up poop so that I step in it and slide around on poop and leaves?
Thanks. I agree that you are very pretty however.
love,
Jenny PP
So very true JPP. Also, in our yard!
Amen, y'all.
oh, i am SO far behind on reading your blog... well, the one plus i have found from renting is that i no longer have the task of raking. of course, i (for some weird reason) kinda like raking, in the same strange way i like sweeping (or even better, swiffering).
but the point of this comment is that i thought of a song for you after reading the post from nov. 6... it's called "the rain don't last" by a woman named hope. check it out on itunes, or i'll burn you a cd, okay?
Yeah Squasha, renting means no raking or snow shoveling, except the street where your car is burried. I'll check out the song. Also, itunes, what did you think, that I am up on the hip new technology? Please, this computer is a old clunker!
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