Bits and pieces.

For loss of a pic, a Wednesday was lost. And all for the loss of an eraser nub.

Moon pies.

Strung with the guts of a great-cat-grandfather,
There's a ghostlier note to that fiddle.



A spoon that's more rake took the dish and the cake,
And the sunrise was left with the riddle.

A post-vacation, post-baptism "halloo" to the little Rubaby.