You glug and you glug. Salt water from sandcastle bucket. You glug and you glug. And the tide turns in your stomach, splash your shoes You complain the tap water runs solid white. You dangle fishi
Before the ice gritters. But after the drunks. I tiptoe down the stairs to fill the stockings up Believe me when I say I wouldn't have it any other way. White snow may turn to grey. The Christmas
