Sunday morning Reverie

I must I must

Get up
A plate
Of porridge
I think
I'll Make

Some toast
the most
That I can
do

Coffee or
Tea
What shall
it be

A shower
A shave
5 more S's
No prize
For guesses

Clothes
to choose
Shirt & a tie
Grab my Bible
& Out the door
I fly

To day at church,
We'll stay for dinner
Alas I'm not
Getting
any slimmer.

Bye my love
Will see you
Soon

I'll drive
Carefully
Not like a hoon
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2010
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Sunday morning

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Comments (4)

hedistuff
all right....I give...what's a hoon?
Scher
Yes Hedi

I thought some one would ask

Just Google, not a big task

There you will find

Much to expand the mind

comfort
maymyo
Hi Hedi, A Hoon, no guessing game or study needed dear friend, simple answer a "hoon" is in this part of the world, a larrikin behind the wheel, a show-off on wheels. Not necessary to make a big study project of it..b/w Maymyo. (ps. love your work)
agoodguy2have
and the day begins...let's all be careful out there
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