Sudetenland Tales by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Sudetenland Tales

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I've had enough of dance halls

I've had enough of pills

I've had enough of street fights

I've seen my share of kills

I'm finished with the fashions

And acting like I'm tough

I'm bored with hate and passion

I've had enough of trying to love

Written by Pete Townshend.

Dewey’s Dalmation Dog Daisy stands still and appears incredulous. The strong wind has decided to be a mild zephyr. Dewey looks up and sees that it has blown in a cloud. However, this small white cumulous one is not the least bit ominous or eclipsing. Rather, it seems to take the shape of a long haired, bespectacled woman’s head. Dewey’s voice approaches a beleaguered sound when he says; “All right. Not complete fantasy. Of course it’s not complete fantasy. Can we get moving now?” Daisy Dalmatian gives Dewey another look that seems to say; “You’re confusing me. Shut the hell up. I trust you.”

Daisy again picks up speed and Dewey sweats to keep up with her. No doubt, at times, he holds her back from going as fast as she’d like, due only to a lack of his ability to keep up. She stops at the former home of her well-loved Great Tree and sniffs all around.

When the water brought overnight by the rainstorm was running high it must have worn away some of the soil in the area, as