I long to be a flounder.
You know, as much as anyone longs to be a flounder.
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You know, as much as anyone longs to be a flounder.
Bring your feathers over and grab a bite.
Come on, normalcy. Please.
Let's hope, anyway.
And for all the ailing humans as well.
You know, buzz.
Not EVERYTHING about the pandemic, but some things.
It's as if we'd planned it.
Delicious, nutritious worms.
Dust, and possibly ashes.