i'm a doodlin' fool. (revisited 7-19)

I want my buddy Rachel to write a poem to go with my silly lil' doodle. When she writes the poem I'll post the poem. And she better write it or I'm gonna come to Oregon and let the air out of her tires so as to inconvenience her...slightly. That is a threat, Rachel. And this better not be like your Fish City cross stitching pattern that you have yet to finish.

The Albino: (7-18)

smile dear,
you've got so much to be glad for
listen dear,
you've got a lot of friends
to save
there was the last one
(was his tail whiter than
the first?)
we heard him tick-
tick-
ticking
til the sonic waves
rained down
now
we flutter round the wreckage
we are looking for survivors
surrounded by the ghosts of our
deerly
departed

-Rachel Eidson.