The Final Push - Brevity Contest
I lay on the bed puffing and panting
Couldn’t get comfortable no matter how hard I tried
I twisted and turned, oh how my stomach ached
When will this pain be over - I can hardly take any more
With one last push ……
I got the zipper of my new jeans done up!
Brevity Contest – Sponsor Casarah Nance
07~07~15
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