Psalm 151 Popping like popcorn, tree buds pop poppy colors, bursts of bird rap ripple up leaf-stippled trees where the honey bees tipple. Ah, love, be my Spring, and hither bring your sweet nipple. ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html