ZJCSep 24, 20201 min readDay 339: Breakfast I piddle paddle the morningWith before thoughts of later hoursContemplating the stressful dreamsThat shall never come to passThe wrinkles under my eyes Gobble eggs and toastÂ
I piddle paddle the morningWith before thoughts of later hoursContemplating the stressful dreamsThat shall never come to passThe wrinkles under my eyes Gobble eggs and toastÂ