Saturday night and the moon will shine its light onto forest frolickers.
Watch out for feral behaviors and lunar instigation’s, it is a time of completion, at times copulation and in this hot season I believe nights like these are the ones when the animals breed.
When the tide and all the signs are right, when new souls find easy portals into this adventurous existence.
How do you make baby hippies? Its fucking in tents.
Be wary, be warned, warm nights cry for less clothing, longing for intimate holding, leads mostly to beastly hollering. Oh be wary weary soul.
Guess it’s good I have no one to hold.
My safest solution, a loving dog in need of grooming.
Remember always wear condoms!