You may have noticed a spate of "rhyme times" lately. Yes, sometimes Fio wakes up with rhymes racing through her brain. They just pour out of her, trilling on her tongue, and she would opine that the more they do it, the more they will continue to do it. That's just the way the ol' Fio brain works. She's not the first one out of the gate, but she learns deep, and once she has it, she runs it into the ground. So, my dear and patient readers, as we say in iambic tetrameter:
There's no escape for you, t'would seem
From Fio, the mighty rhyming queen
Sunday, July 22, 2012
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