Who needs knobs, anyway, especially when Karen has her eyes closed. Bumping around in the open space, trying to keep out the light of the southwest US will pass. Soon cozy sofas, rugs with great pattern and all the denizens of the area will fill the rooms.
Gravitar, gravitas, you are very welcome, lass.
Something more, something less, smile throughout the building mess.
Hammer hard, hammer soft, then you’ll sleep up in the loft.
Early rise and early sleep, soon fancy floors you’ll love to sweep.
With you in spirit, virtual tool belt wrapped tight around my mental midriff.
–Algot
Who needs knobs, anyway, especially when Karen has her eyes closed. Bumping around in the open space, trying to keep out the light of the southwest US will pass. Soon cozy sofas, rugs with great pattern and all the denizens of the area will fill the rooms.
Keep up the good work.
–Algot
Yes, well, we can only hope that the days of furniture will come soon.
Thanks for visiting! We enjoyed your “squishy” contributions the other day too. :)
Well, Algot — we all have “gravatars” now. Thx for leading the way. :)
Gravitar, gravitas, you are very welcome, lass.
Something more, something less, smile throughout the building mess.
Hammer hard, hammer soft, then you’ll sleep up in the loft.
Early rise and early sleep, soon fancy floors you’ll love to sweep.
With you in spirit, virtual tool belt wrapped tight around my mental midriff.
–Algot
Thanks for the poem, Algot! You are a prince of language, and we’re glad to have met you.