Bright Sun brought a few birds of color back to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wondered what the other resorts had to offer to draw new guests. Ask? No! No!
Pasquale had been soaking the pasta all day long; yet it was not suitable to serve to other guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had a recommendation: add salt and turn up the heat.
the Face of Everyman could hardly believe it; the dreaded crossbills had shown up on Earth Day to speak about planting more pine trees and preventing fires in the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He wasn’t sure how he felt about being upstaged.
Their back! The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was the complicit host of this parasitic bird who builds no nest. the Face of Everyman was reluctant to even speak to his guest.
Cappy always looked on the bright side of life. Sure, the spring had mysteriously stopped but things would be quieter now. the Face of Everyman’s naps could be longer and more enjoyable. The venerable sage wasn’t so sure about any of that.
As the clock in the tower struck midnight, POGO took one more drink. He was sure that he could find his way home somewhere in the vast Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wasn’t so sure. He offered a vacant roost at reduced rates.
Every once in a while, Cheeky expressed his complete disdain for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa security system. the Face of Everyman always seemed shocked at this behavior.
The venerable sage held his breath for as long as he could. The songbirds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa bathed in a most vigorous manner. At last, the Face of Everyman gasped for air. The whole Summer would be like this.
At last, new color booked into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was pleased and offered the new guest a brochure on local fruit and insects in season.
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