Syrup dripping from ears
There are sad days and big days and yellow days and dream days and there are just days...like today. That's what Margaret told me this morning as she sat with her feet in a bowl of syrup. On days like today you just have to keep yourself out of trouble and soak up sweet things. Bessy was having none of it and had hung her left ear from the balcony as a sign of protest.
What is one supposed to make of these things?
2 comments:
Seems like a good solution to days like these. Must try it out, though.
Do - but don't warm the syrup.
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