Mag 243 "socks"
Jammed into toasty socks;
Bowled over by espressoroma,
We arrange ourselves on
the cold tile floor--
And wonder;
"What's it all about Alfie,"
Should we just get juiced,
Milk it for all it's worth,
Or just go back to bed?
posted by rel at 5:02 AM
2 Comments:
Right now, I opt for going back to bed. This newly cold weather is making me tired. Love the photo and the poem.
I love the reference to Alfie! Anyone not knowing what that's all about has had to be living under a rock for the last 40+ years!!
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