My Quadriplegic Bosom Pal

Azure skies are today blue and I’m in need of old cabaret because I’m depressed and melancholic I’m afraid especially now that I’ve discovered I tend to fidget a lot; I’ll probably grab a drink or two and thereafter hibernate till I recover my strength; I’ll probably make an item for my day’s agenda just maybe after sorting these items out, I would be kicking and ready to go. Lest I forget, I’ll also visit the motherless babies’ home and nurse me a kid or several of course this is my primary obligation as a motherless myself, we will play and have so much fun. After that I’ll visit a friend who is quadriplegic. I will remind her of the good old days. Yes! It’s a sure thing that I’ll make her feel happy and then she would laugh and cajole me after I reading her my irritating poems ugh! I’ve really missed us taking walks and torturing poor Mrs. Von de Trap with our silly games of mischief We had always wanted to be rich; I wanted to be an Artist and she a xylophonist; Yeah I guess she would never be able to do that again; life’s truly a zag!