I ate a bacon sandwich.
This wore me out so I returned to bed.
I then ate sausages and mashed sweet potatoes.
I then fell asleep.
I then ate chicken nuggets.
I am now falling asleep.
Nothing else has been done.
My weekend is so glamorous.
Tomorrow it will rain.
Woopee...
Let's catch a train...
7 comments:
Oh No! No! Not the nuggets, not the bed
Can't you do something else instead
First it was sausages and mashed veg
Were not they enough to keep you fed
Then to top it off with a bacon sandwich
Indulgences enough to make you languish
No wonder the indigestion made you weep
Before climbing into bed to go to sleep
For the rest of the weekend do abstain
And enjoy the pitter-patter of the rain
I say again ~ oh dear. Green Veg!
I am saving the termini for tomorrow afternoon....when I can give them my full attention.
This evening seems to be dedicated to scraping the kernels from corn cobs, making chicken consomme, removing the marble pestle from the jaws of one of the pups and listening to a re run of Round the Horne...and wondering however they got away with it!
Lee, Brilliant!
You are a poet
And we didn't know it.
Carol, I bought a cabbage. There is a family resemblance.
Fly, How did they get away with it? I never understood that.
Well, at least you are taking good care of your gut.
Family resemblance to whom?
Great poem Lee!
Jerry, That's not what the nurse said...
Carol, See today's post.
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