Sweet Isadora Duncan
Talented, cute little punkin’
A wheel caught her scarf
Tore her head quite in half
They knew ’cause they heard the ker-plunkin’
This morning, I was riding the scooter to work and realized that the high temps coming up are all in the 50s — we’re past the last days this year we can even pretend it is warm, although neither is it outright cold, just verging into that ugly cool damp zone — so it’s time to dig out a scarf. Another few weeks and I’ll be layering a sweater under the jacket every day, and putting the extra lining into my blue motorcycle jacket. Sigh.
Info on Isadora Duncan.
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