Prairie Dogs performing Sonnet CXXVIII

[guppiecat]

Making dead wood more bless’d than living lips.

Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,

Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.

Originally posted at stories.starmind.org.

Comments

[pameladean]

*backs away slowly*

P.

[guppiecat]

You don't like the sonnets? :(


;)

[pameladean]

*snort* I love the sonnets; well, most of them.

I just don't really like the idea of being licked by rodents. They tend to be bitey.

P.

[guppiecat]

Odd. Jack sure seems to like it.

I swear, his grin got wider and wider as the day progressed.

[pameladean]

For a sometimes very cynical person, you sure have an optimistic view of what's going on in that photo.

P.