“Don. I am going to fling this book into the water and we shall watch the paper disintegrate, the spine become unglued, the cover become the door of some beaver’s dam and we shall watch the letters swim away, the tails of p and g whipping in the water. Watch the little m’s turn upside down, floating on their humps and the o’s and a’s comfortably sitting in the crooks of the m’s because their tails are too short and they cannot swim.”
24 hour plays.
