Archive for December 5, 2018

Anticipating a rhyme

Leon Rosselson's song “Flying High, Flying Free” came on, and I don’t know the song, so at the end of these lines: Butterfly, dragonfly, salmon and seal, whale and reindeer, cuckoo and eel, each of them doing the migration dance I just naturally assumed that the next line would be: and I’d do it too […]