Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. My daughter's about to read a poem.

not anywhere I can reach.

-Aah! -I guess you can have a sympathetic appendix.

-Okay, okay. -This is killing me.

You know what I think the very first poem was called?

Experimental torture.

Mm, that's fine. Ooh, I should get going.

-What time does everyone's thing start? -KIDS: 6:00.

(simple motif playing)

You're the candle, Harley.

than what's been happening here.

-I'll say a few words. -(phone buzzing)

and I've been doing a lot of it,

Other people have maps that work. Nope.

because I don't have a full-time job.

-Louise has nobody. -I... I mean, I...

Also, do you know the address of the library?

(clears throat) What's Around the Tree,

It's fine. I mean, welcome.

Yup. So, w-we should go. Gene?

I hope you find what you're looking for.

I will walk over to the school with Gene.

But didn't you say you wrote a "dumb serious" one,

more brightly in the winter sky.

Hi. She's happy. She's-she's good.

Good job, you star, you.

(singsongy): You love your family.

Is that how you say that, "do choir"?

and we'll watch them both when we all get home tonight.

And they put the poem on the wall for a month.

Where you from, sir?

Oh, it's too many libraries. There should just be one.

Thala be like Where my ipl

I'm running. I'm hoping for a miracle here.

-Who's taking me to the library? -You want to go to Tina's thing

♪ And sit around ♪

trying to run Gene's assembly.

were the same size and it seemed sweet.

and they aren't even wrapped up.