Yawning on the porch,
the mountains say good morning.
My cat licks himself.
waiting in the mist,
it takes ages to warm up;
my stupid shower.
The airfield diner;
little planes will come and go
while we eat our eggs
Pitt/Villanova;
we better pull this one off,
just to shut him up.
2 comments:
Shut who up?!
I'm sorry to say this brother...you're going down!
let me guess.
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