A testing weekend puts us
through our pyjama paces,
in this our self flanneling season
of self tucking cats and hot looking poinsettias
(if they don’t say so themselves),
and a single can of self saucing baked beans,
because a self serving someone won’t get off their bum
to change out of their pyjamas,
and go shop in the deluge.
I really enjoyed this, thank you! I love "pyjama paces"!
ReplyDeleteI should think not! (Tsk, you didn't stock up beforehand?) I love 'self flanneling season,' and indeed all the repetitions of 'self' building to the final accusation.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Lisa and Rosemary!
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