I’m baack

My property manager now forbids us to chalk in my favorite spot.
The rain washed away our previous chalk palimpsest.
(Small violins are playing everywhere, I’m sure.)
The friendly, scary fish has found a way, though.
When god closes a window

he closes a door

and I draw on it.

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