I don’t think Mom ever told me to leave the purple berries on the walk and out of my mouth nor to keep them away from kitty; meanwhile the birds chirped and sang and feasted on the holly berries day and night, what delightful innocence! though the birds were never in danger while kitty and I definitely were, purple poison. I do remember hurling the berries across the street at neighbors’ windows and trying to hit moving cars with them, too.
INSTANT NOODLES 