we’re here so now what?
it’s time so whaddya think?
hey ain’t life just grand?
i have no shirt on
and no socks on neither
a fine way to be
is your shirt off too?
ah for you summer
i’ve dreamt of you and yes bitched
and moaned way too much
i’ve analyzed it
the whys and whens and hows too
of the waiting
and all that’s different
when i stay cooped up inside
with those layers on.
And what a blessed relief it is. No layers and no socks. For me, socks are like jail. Just being able to slip on sandals is pure joy.
YES JAIL. π
We are still in jail! We were released last week but we are now back for our sins! π
How so? You mean it’s cold and you have sweaters on? NO WAY!
Yep! We have the layers on! π
AND its raining π¦