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A sunday full of couch
My backside is numb like a drunken teenager, it's been
Hard pressed against a Sunday full of couch, I've pulled
The pin on the promise I made about a day outside in spite
Of the seamless sun drenched skies, and the sound of a
Intermittent bird song delivered to me by a sympathetic
Summer breeze, I decided to remain welded there between
Cheeks and couch, and do bugger all but enjoy the company
Of a good book, a smidgen of Shiraz, and the little wet snout
Of my canine friend nudged resolute beneath my elbow.
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Permalink Reply by Dermott Ryder on
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It works for me - for canine read feline and pass the Shiraz...
dr
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Permalink Reply by David G Landgrebe on
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Thanks Dermott, yes the smidgeon of Shiraz was a handy ingredient.
David. L
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