Monday, July 21, 2008

Entry 252

Okay, he either said, "move to the back of the throat," or he "wants a root beer float.

Dory

Consider the whale: It never gets into trouble until it comes up and starts spouting.
Unkown

Time, the dark whale, spouts blithely from his spiracle
A jet of memory that makes glad the sun.
William Rose Benet

A whale is harpooned only when it spouts.
Henry Hillman




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