celestial flotsam
"Man, this is a wind." Catherine rubs a peephole free at the window to look outside. "I wonder what all of us here from the north blows here."
"Well, is whatever it is, the speed's not stay here long," said June and ends, herumzutrommeln on their bongos.
"Instead of making noise, you could also clean the windows of time" Cathy strikes against hopeless. Of course, June, immediately starts again to beat the bongos.
"Every time," she cries via its own noise away, "if you say something that I would not agree, I drum."
"What do you think, what we find in the morning all cheer balcony" Cathy goes away thoughtfully. "A lot of celestial flotsam."
"Who knows, maybe Jesus is blowing down accidentally."
"On our balcony?"
"No idea, everything else ends up here, too."
"You're right. I would not be surprised if after Mary Poppins shows up."
"Oh, they can still draw, with her umbrella."
"The has steering? "
" Of course, the Poppins but has a lot of magical stuff. "
" And Jesus did not? "
" Well, as far as I know has only a Bible and 2000, millions of believers. "
" Yes. "Cathrin painting a small welcome sign in the dirty window glass, for Jesus, "If he comes, he can even clean and help out."
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