28 May 2012
I'd like a cape, I'll tell you why, I really think it'd help me fly. It could be blue, or pink with spots, Or paisley print with purple dots. I also could use it to dry, my hair or arms or even thighs. For a picnic rug it'd be just great, to stop those grass stains on a date. And when it rained it'd keep me dry, at least until I got inside. It could wrap up abandoned hares, if I was naked, prevent some stares. I could use it to signal danger, or to hide my fire from a forest ranger. To escape a tower I'd hang it down, (maybe not Paisley, perhaps a brown) A temporary flag in times of war, or a modest rug to cover the floor. I'd use more than one to mark a goal, or assist a vet to deliver a foal. To put out a fire or signal with smoke, or twirl to impress a rather nice bloke, I think I'll sew one, I'll get my tape, to make my first fabulous wonderful cape.
What would you do with yours?
Cape Rationale • Opuss № I