Owl, thought I should shout-out to you so you can see all of the writing your comment inspired. How does a cigar smoke a dog?
Why do the clouds prefer the fog?
How can a secret remain in your mouth,
When cotton haired ladies wriggle it out?
How does a cigar smoke a dog?
Rolled up in a carpet, on a fire like a log.
Please put these lyrics on your "songs-to-write-someday" list. It would be a wonderful children's song. Perhaps eventually a children's album for Eve and the rest. How does a cigar smoke a dog?
Why do the clouds prefer the fog?
How can a secret remain in your mouth,
When cotton-haired ladies wriggle it out?
How does a cigar smoke a dog?
Rolled up in a carpet, on a fire like a log.
While the cotton-haired ladies and silver head men
Sit by the fire and snog.
This may be the first comment I've "saved" on Hubski.