You don’t need a weathermanTo know which way the wind blows...Subterranean Homesick Blues
It nearly blew me right off my feet. The wind is howling, though it could be the shrieks of villagers with pitchforks & torches.
Good night!
[Photograph via bohemea ]
6 comments:
It's the shriek of villagers with pitchforks and torches (I'm thinking of the state of politics).
We sure don't, except maybe to tell us when it will blow.
Angie: yep
Anil: yep
It really was howling as I walked in last night. And it really is unpleasant everywhere right now; but wow, down near the Capitol...eek.
Scary.
You be careful now.
Yes, ma'am. Lying low.
Neun and neunzig rot ballons
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