To the end of the sidewalk...

RAIN

    I opened my eyes
    And looked up at the rain,
    And it dripped in my head
    And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

    I step very softly,
    I walk very slow,
    I can't do a handstand-
    I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said-
I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.

-Shel Silverstein

Hmmm...mirrors how I am feeling lately...that slishity-sloshity comes from the rain!

Oh Bother!

 

Just put me out of my miser....haha...totally joki...

oh, never mind!

Slish...

sloshy...

slishery-slosh...