It’s hard to know what to make of such goings-on . . .
Sharp Objects Falling out of the Sky
On certain Wednesday mornings
Sharp objects from the sky
Come shearing down the sides of clouds
Like spaceships zipping by
And boulders, ashtrays, cutlery
And great meteorites
Come slashing from the heavens
—But clear up by Wednesday nights
. . . but I’ve come to expect the unexpected . . .
Art-Colored Glasses 
I think in pictures Kathryn so this painted quite the picture!
😉 Mandy xo
A whole different skew on ‘raining cats and dogs’, no? 🙂 xoxo
Loooove your drawings, stop by and say hi 🙂
Thank you, O Brilliant One! I’m delighted you stopped by.
As to any objects falling from the sky, I prefer denial but I do tend toward worry-wart-ism. Tee!Hee!…
P.S. No Rhinos or cows are expected to enter from the outer realm, I presume.
Yet we’re always told to expect the unexpected! 😉