Monday, August 5, 2013

The Cabbage Patch: A Fantasy

I walk out onto the back lanai in the quiet hours of the morning. The morning is hazy with dew as the first lazy sun-beams sneak through the trees. I turn to the right... Look! A lovely cabbage patch! One of the cabbage heads curls open to reveal a beautiful, plump baby, asleep on the soft cabbage leaves. I lift the baby out of the cabbage and rock it gently as I walk back inside. That, ladies and gentleman, is how I will have my third child.

That, or I'll lay an egg, but the mammalian method really isn't working for me.

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