Thinking of beautiful precious Goldie Hawn in Overboard while day dreaming.... Scratching our head as making a list knowing, we are merely his infant trapped amid An old used body why else would they portray such that, their gerbers festive spoiled child ? My twinkling if twitching nose held high be the sky; racing past her palace doors marble mistral floors Silver stools his golden pools; flinging love's pampers without a care so joyfully unto the air; her, savoir-faire.