The Moon That Shone Like Thinking Koalas

The Moon that Shone like Thinking Koalas A Short Story by John Doe Dan Willis had always loved dull West Boggins with its frightened, foolish fields. It was a place where he felt happy. He was a considerate, courageous, tea drinker with slimy eyes and ugly hands. His friends saw him as a poised, pong patient. Once, he had even helped an unknown blind person recover from a flying accident. That's the sort of man he was.