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- Mossy Dogalog’s monologues
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- Hey! Have you never heard about someone sleeping like a log? Well, I’m a log, and that’s how I sleep!
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- Has no-one ever told you to let sleeping logs lie? Here am I recumbent in supine repose and you have to disturb my reverie!
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- Oh, don’t be upset. My bark is worse than my bite. Not that you can see much bark beneath my mossy coat.
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- I’m the Mossy Dogalog. I have a special talent for dreaming. In fact, when I’m trying to impress, I usually say that dreaming is my métier.
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- In these days of uncertainty, the world of dreams is the safest place in which to live.
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- I conjure up dreams for Mr. Wibble. Today I am concocting an island-in-space fantasy. If you close your eyes I’ll pop it into your head.
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- Can you see it? Can you imagine how blissful it would be to live on your own little island floating through space forever?
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- No wars, no arguments, no rules, no disease, no worries. Ah, wouldn’t that be wonderful!
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- Come back to earth when you’re ready.
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- You can keep that dream.
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- Now I really must get back to work.
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