Circle the Wagons
COFFEE AND DONUTS. THEY GO TOGETHER LIKE LOVE AND MARRIAGE.
Someday I’d like to write a poem and I’d like to start it with the line, “Coffee and donuts, sittin’ in a tree.” I’m not sure where to go from there.
I get that far and all I know is that I want to be in that tree. I confess I’ve had a few too many donuts. Sad to say, the bough on that tree would be bending pretty low about now.
That’s why I decided to go on yet another diet recently. Also, sad to say, I’ve already fallen off the wagon. I’m thinking of putting up a sign that says,
(more…)“Please keep body inside the wagon at all times, and please stay seated until the wagon comes to a complete and final stop.”
