Creeping Through The Cellar Door (none_too_subtle) wrote,
Creeping Through The Cellar Door

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Dear Mother Nature:

It is with regret and remorse that I write to you. For although your skies are quaking, dark and pregnant with the promise of a most severe thunderstorm, I'm simply not getting my hopes up this time, only to be dashed by the reality that you've been the biggest tease of the season.

In the future, please just keep the skies sunny. All that tree-shaking, thundering and dark-clouding just doesn't fool me, now that I'm wise to your wicked ways.

Your last fan --
Teh Terri

B.C. (Hoping that reverse psychology works, and I actually get a great night's sleep...weeeeee)

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