My sleep time was interrupted
By a hasty call of relief.
Nature must be attended too,
For she is the chief.
You must obey her call,
Or your'll be a wet hen.
Having to change your bedding
Is for the clueless to learn.
When nature calls the first time,
Don't dally in bed.
So I rushed to the bathroom
And then back to a dry bed.
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in the lyrics to that song that proclaims, "spots in my bed, pains in my head, my pants are so old they shine, bottle of wine, bottle of wine, when you gonna let me get sober" - I wish you love and peace my dear friend - Jon Michael
a calling by nature *George*
Lady Vivian
Deborah
Ron
Blessings and Love - Micke
(trying to get back to commenting and not just reading)
budd