So there.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCCLXXXV)
It's Nash'nal Cocoa Day, so that detail
Is set as twere to flourish, wanting thence
But marshy mallows for lo, Robert, whence
Pull out the minis frae last year, and hail
The joys warmed milk kin offer, as t'avail
He drifts off while Four Christmas' plays, events
Therein not worth e'en squat to him, as hence
I'm laughing up a storm while he snores. Bail?
I guess. The guac fresh crafted was in tour
A hit, cuz he took seconds. Fritos too,
Of course, the doctored pizza not as poor
As broken bits might seem, with cheese to woo
And pepperoni; it's the kittens' poor
Reception. They were brave. LORD, we thank You.
13Dec25a
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 10:21 AM UTC
So there.
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCCCLXXXV)
It's Nash'nal Cocoa Day, so that detail
Is set as twere to flourish, wanting thence
But marshy mallows for lo, Robert, whence
Pull out the minis frae last year, and hail
The joys warmed milk kin offer, as t'avail
He drifts off while Four Christmas' plays, events
Therein not worth e'en squat to him, as hence
I'm laughing up a storm while he snores. Bail?
I guess. The guac fresh crafted was in tour
A hit, cuz he took seconds. Fritos too,
Of course, the doctored pizza not as poor
As broken bits might seem, with cheese to woo
And pepperoni; it's the kittens' poor
Reception. They were brave. LORD, we thank You.
13Dec25a
We had fun.
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