"Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule
A mule is an animal with long funny ears
He kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule"
But what made me start humming this morning though? Where do these things come from that just pop in and spend the day with us? And no, this tree out front never had a swing attached. I knew some of you are thinking that. I'm off to brunch to try to get it out of my head!