Yes Running is all I have been doing for days now. And the only "poeming" I've done was a tiny verse that jumped into my brain and down to the paper during a train ride - not all running is done on foot.
Although it is not yet the season - we had frost in the morning and a few snowflakes later on - I present:
MotherOwl and the Mosquitoes!
All the bad mosquitoes think that this
poor old MotherOwl she is
a mosquito self-service
Although it is not yet the season - we had frost in the morning and a few snowflakes later on - I present:
MotherOwl and the Mosquitoes!
All the bad mosquitoes think that this
poor old MotherOwl she is
a mosquito self-service
-- 🦟 --
Og så på dansk:
Running - løbe, føler jeg er hvad jeg har foretaget mig den seneste uges tid. Det eneste digteri der er foregået, var i toget - Ikke al løberiet forgik til fods, der hoppede dette mini-digt pludselig ned på papiret.
Så selv om det slet ikke er den rette årstid, får I
Uglemor og myggene:
Og de stygge myg de tror,
at den arme Uglemor
er er mygge-tag-selv-bord.
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Next Monday: Quiet
I feel for you. Mosquitoes love me too. A love that is not reciprocated.
SvarSletI don't reciprocate that love either - and trying to sting them back is a lost cause, I supose.
SletFreed from Spam-prison.
SletMy Little Girl is also a mosquito magnet. Those nasty things are everywhere on the planet, there is no running from them.
SvarSletTrue :D no running from them. I feel her pain.
SletFreed from Spam-prison.
SletI am so sorry you are an all-you-can-eat buffet for mosquitos.
SvarSletEverybody else is happy - I take all the bites ;)
Slet