Brrr
Today was a day of cold
feet. Clenched to my shoes like
a nose to a tissue wrapped in the
bacon that braces my
tounge before I swallow
my gum.
Who knows if that's poetry, but I do know that it's cold outside.
feet. Clenched to my shoes like
a nose to a tissue wrapped in the
bacon that braces my
tounge before I swallow
my gum.
Who knows if that's poetry, but I do know that it's cold outside.