On the floor,
Beside my furry, winter boots,
Lies a small plastic palm tree.
Either it belongs to Malibu Barbie,
Or the gods are mocking me.
Perhaps it's a sign
That I should jump on an airplane and flee
Down to Florida.
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ReplyDeleteI'll trade you !
ReplyDeletefurry boots and the snow to go with them
for summer heat on a sandy island downunder
Both could be true -- they do that, don't they(?) -- their small jokes on us.
ReplyDeleteI agree, Granny K.
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