rattlebanging

Updated: May 19, 2025

A rattlebanging cart, with jangling bells on a string across the back, a galled jade of a horse, broken traces, mismated lines whoa! giddap, there! oh Warble, come with me!" He swooped her up in one gigantic arm, but she slipped through and running around, faced him impishly. "Would you really like me to go ridy-by in your wagon, and curl up in the rags and watch the stars shoot around overhead?"

Carolyn Wells - Ptomaine Street