Come, come, here they come!
A bit later than usual, I should say.
Yes, but look, another umbrella.
Yes, another umbrella.
I wonder where they´ll go this time.
Scares me to death just to think of it.
Nobody knows but us.
Which scares me even more.
We could tell the police.
We could.
We should.
Should we? What should we say?
The truth.
What truth? That we´ve found hundreds of colourful umbrellas abandoned in an alley?
At least somebody else would know.
I still don't know where have all the umbrellas gone.
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And what about where they have come from? :) :) That´s the thing. :)
EliminarSe fosse em francês ou castelhano, por exemplo, poderia opinar. Assim só digo que gostei muito da foto.
ResponderEliminarDesejo excelente dia, sem necessidade e guarda-chuva, rrss
:) Obrigada, São. Já agora, o filme que inspirou a brincadeira é Janela Indiscreta, em português.
EliminarQuanto ao resto, foi-se a chuva e está sol agora por aqui. Mas sopra um vento gelado que nem lhe conto. :)
Beautiful picture and poem, as always! Marla
ResponderEliminarIt´s only a parody on the movie :) And silly crime talk :)
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