clementine morning

Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair,
And the green freedom of a cockatoo.
  • [Clinking sound from the kitchen.]
  • Me: What are you doing?
  • J: [Guiltily] Something weird.
  • [A few minutes later]
  • Me: You know you have to tell me, right?
  • J: Fine. I was trying to loosen our new corkscrew.
  • Me: Oh? ...Oh. You were using bac-
  • J: With BACON grease.

Posted at 11:34pm.

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