On a windy late afternoon, when the sky was brown, the grass was harvest yellow, the trees e’en under direct sunlight were shriveled & black, & the sun was pale white, 2 officers stood @ the edge o’ a filmy-surfaced purple lake & stared down into it.
It took many minutes before 1 dared to speak:
¿What do we do now?
The other rubbed his irritant red eye.
Well, it’s obvious who did this. The problem is getting them.
As they walked ’way, 1 said to the othr,
Watch your step: we don’t need ’nother skeleton in there.