Thursday, December 13, 2007


I heard Napper and Treater talking about "fog" this morning. Whatever that is. All I know about fog is that a human named Mr. Sandburg wrote a little poem about it. I like the poem because it says that this "fog" is like a cat., I mean, purrrrrr.


The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

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