Beating the hour.
Black headed gulls flock glide whirl and soar
in winter plumage without black caps confuse
and from the river bridge the town clock
marks time and beats the hour on this day.
Ordering the next round with a tablet!
Stump decided double selfies could be fun!
Beach litter everywhere!
/ˈpleɪdʒərɪz(ə)m/
i am tired, said the bear, everwhere hurts so dreadfully. like the plague they copied, talked about me when they do not even know me, understand. they do not know therefore what they say…R…
Source: /ˈpleɪdʒərɪz(ə)m/
