Jun 14, 2007 16:41
A horse is a horse, of course, of course,
And no one can talk to a horse of course
That is, of course, unless the horse is the famous Mr. Ed.
Go right to the source and ask the horse
he'll give you the answer that you'll endorse.
He's always on a steady course.
Talk to Mr. Ed
People yakkity yak a streak and waste your time of day
But Mister Ed will never speak unless he has something to say.
A horse is a horse, of course, of course,
and this one'll talk 'til his voice is hoarse.
You never heard of a talking horse?
Well listen to this.
"I am Mister Ed."
Odds are the rest of you fine folk don't remember this word for word, but when one has lived as old as I have, one finds that there is all the time in the world to memorize little themes of one generation's childhood.
Silver Blade Jirou, plainly speaking, crashed in my apartment and made himself at home for a sunrise and then left until sunset. I also had Ranmaru here for a little while until he felt well enough to leave. Now I sit here, relaxed and rather bored, waiting until my next meal comes around because it's all I have to look forward to at the moment.
Funny how Dracula, a simple piece of fiction, is quite alive in this city.