Barefooted, he walks, introspectively, I think, Why no shoes? but don't dare break the silence between us. Sensing me, the beetle stopped. Then continued across the road, toting a leaf for breakfast.
Barefooted, he walks, introspectively, I think, Why no shoes? but don't dare break the silence between us.
Sensing me, the beetle stopped. Then continued across the road, toting a leaf for breakfast.
