A SEQUEL to His Dark Materials in the works, poetry and Escape Plans
I never do the Friday poetry thing, but this Jack Prelutsky nonsense has been winging around in my head: I Made My Dog A Valentine I made my dog a ValentineShe sniffed it very hardThen chewed on it a little whileAnd left it in the yard. I made one for my parakeets,A pretty paper heart,They […]