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Sunday, January 08, 2006 Redmond wore a yellow sack ![]() Redmond wore a yellow sack back in the days when fireworks, Turks and lone Byzantines burst firstly, wholly in the sky trying up to ante them. Gems of light parading down, clowns of fire sparking out shouting for the silver sliver riverbank and wondrous day. "Say can you see," asked Redmond - headwound sparkling with each bang - "hangdogs, drowncats, electrified snide and libellous hamsterwheels? Fields and fields and fields of them. Come take my hand and grab that sack, tack that dress on top of mine, climb on me and let us run one mile and more on riverbanks. Thanks go to those who gave me feet. Meet us there, when life has gone, dawn has arrived and sunset fallen. Stolen by the end of days..." Amazed by this our Redmond chose clothes that suit this glorious sight: light and airy like the sun. Pun-infused with scent of dead wood Redmond chose his yellow sack. . |