I Kind Of Like This Weather
I wandered down Lygon Street to get a little breakfast, to see what I can see, hear what I could hear, do what I could do. It was a slow morning for me. How is that different to other Saturday mornings, I hear you ask? Well, it's not, but it felt like it was today. I had a leisurely wander, it was nice. Time was on my side, it felt like it was on my side, you know.
You know, I kind of like this weather, not too cold, not too hot.
I'll be winging soon enough about the hot weather, don't you worry about that.
Come on Chubby, let’s get something to eat. A big breakfast for me, and a coffee. A plastic container of water for Chubby.
I read the newspaper.
Chubby lies on the warm paving.
You know, I kind of like this weather, not too cold, not too hot.
I'll be winging soon enough about the hot weather, don't you worry about that.
Come on Chubby, let’s get something to eat. A big breakfast for me, and a coffee. A plastic container of water for Chubby.
I read the newspaper.
Chubby lies on the warm paving.
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