The Mezunian

E’en if duller than a non-Italian plumber, you can’t have a book that smells like fresh rubber.

When all o’ the towels fall off the bottom rung, a piece o’ relief comes from a butter cracker on the tongue.

Tasting the clouds’ gorgeous tears is the only elixir that makes mine clear —objective, scientific proof that happiness is a 0-sum game.

& this time I’m eating the whole banana.

Mientras todavía hay crema haré magdalenas. While there’s still cream, I’ll make cupcakes.

If I weren’t ‘fraid o’ hidden poop, I’d roll in the grass all afternoon.

If you run too fast,you’ll miss the puddles.

You’ve had your fun:now it’s time to put the Play-Doh® back into its cup.