Lyrics?

POGO sang his own version of “April in Paris” as he foraged in the rain swept Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman slept peacefully. Rain had that effect on the Venerable Sage.

Rainbow?

Although the Venerable Sage was fully aware of the optics behind such natural displays, he was always pleased that even the smallest segment of the mystical arc appeared in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Wasps?

Tuppence wasn’t sure that she had ever seen such a thing before. It was a “Wasp-a-nator”. A fake wasp’s nest to discourage real wasps from nesting in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman put great store in such natural methods of pest control.

True Grit

There weren’t many sightings of Three-Legged Mom after she fell for the “catch and release” program. It took some doing to get back to home territory in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman admired her spirit and tenacity.

Volatile

Their arguments never ceased. No matter the subject; opposite views quickly formed. the Face of Everyman suggested a debate team to engage the lunch-time crowd in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Their first agreement. “NO.”

Foraging

Boots decided to wait until POGO was finished. These encounters could be painful. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa now hosted at least two families of these strange creatures. the Face of Everyman had made little effort to accomodate them. He expected them to adopt.

Visitors

A somber delegation arrived at Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to discuss the berry content of suet feeders. the Face of Everyman was caught off guard as he had not prepared for this impromptu visit. He couldn’t just ignore them.