it’s not just dryers..


The great purple way,
once again walking,
doing a fancy foot rub,
in polite company,
just a pedicure away from acceptance,
but somehow, must stay a diamond in the rough.

Plunking down to rest,
within the confines of a blanket,
nesting is an art-form,
best left to birds,
and quirky gardeners,
those with intimate knowledge of,
how best these things are done.

Left sock-less,
deprived of that quirk,
as one hops on one leg,
in search,
of the mate that matches,
somewhat, with the other.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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