My latest work starts slowly with some quiet squeaking and sputtering and then builds to some full noisemaking. In the second stanza I make a diversion to some tongue silliness and very nearly (but not quite) start to cry before finishing with a bang.
As always, the crazy arms are present throughout. They're my signature. Enjoy.
Hey Mooks!
ReplyDeleteSounds like you've got a set of pipes there...my Mommy and Daddy laugh when I sneeze and my Great Grandma says "skeetzers!" It makes me smile.