As I am sipping my coffee, laced with cinnamon and nutmeg, it is Sunday afternoon. The football game is on and Paul and Amanda are watching the TV intently. Paul is excitedly giving a blow by blow description of the plays to Amanda.
Amanda, using her tail as a pillow, says “I am a cat and I don’t understand what all the hoopla is about.” “And Paul, my dear human, it is my turn to lie on the heating pad!”
You know, these two are quite the pair – never ending amusement and cuteness. But, enough of their chatter for a while, and I believe they are overdue for a nap. Now that my chores are finished and the noise has died down, it is time for me, myself and me. Time to unleash the words mingling and muddling in the attic.
If I weren’t so fickle
I wouldn’t be in this pickle
I forgot my ABC’s
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A clueless find
The feebleness of a suffering mind
An unsolved crossword puzzle
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Beautiful and bold
A story to behold
Ugly and sad
Images of evil and bad
Graffiti
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Perfection in oration
not to lose sight of translation
Esperanto
Cheers!
images (coffee): http://www.lovethispic.com/
Categories: Poetry
Intrusion 
Tuesday Chatter 97 
Be Earnest with Purpose 
Ago Ala Mode 
You drink coffee like my husband does, with the little additives. He likes to add a little piece of dark chocolate, too. This is a very creative little post. Nicely done.
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Thank you and I love the idea about the dark chocolate!
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Very cute and creative. The coffee sounds yummy!
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So nice love this post!
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Thank you
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So fun and creative. I am picturing all of this and i want a cup of that coffee please:)
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Here you go ☕ 😊
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yumm I can smell the cinnamon right now! thanks
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What a creative way to write (and ofcourse drink coffee).
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Thank you. ☕
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You are welcome.
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what a delightful post! enjoyed your pre-story at least as much as your contribution. thanks for sharing.
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😊
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