Whenever I’m feeling quite blah,
I will not unwind at a spa.
I pour a cold beer.
My woes disappear;
And all I can utter is…..Aaaah!
October 22, 2011
(for the "Pick a Beverage" contest)
Copyright © ilene bauer | Year Posted 2011
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