- Vol. 04
- Chapter 06
Spooky Pooka’s Message to the Nation
‘Now let me tell you,’ said the deer-headed man, with twigs like dyspepsia radiating from his stomach.
‘Let me say that in my time here, with nothing for my naked pelvis but these termite mounds,
I have found it not as bad as it appears. There is that willow behind, just waiting for April
and the other tree, species still a mystery, now a full nine months in gestation.
I wonder when the birth will be; I believe it may be soon, may be a time for joy, may have colour in it.'