By the Edge of the Woods

Jul 18 19:58 UTC 1997

        I placed my bed by the edge of the woods, with the intent
        of sleeping in it. But lo, the moon reached down and swept
        it up into the heavens! "I shall keep your bed, I shall
        keep your bed," cried out the moon, laughing.

        As the snow collected on the top of my round head, I
        recalled my incident with the sun sometime before. At
        noonday it had tried to purloin my bed from the edge
        of the woods, but had failed.

        "Tis better to sleep by the edge of the woods at noontime
        than at night," I thought to myself as I wandered away.

response 2 of 7:

Jul 24 04:24 UTC 1997

I don't know, sounds like a good excuse for a nap to me. Although, I am
thinking that the moon shouldn't be allowed to get away with this sort of
stuff anymore. I vote we protest! Who's with me?

response 4 of 7:

Aug 11 01:14 UTC 1997

What?

response 6 of 7:

Jan 6 21:51 UTC 1998

core dumped... your fault