Sud is shiding.
Blooms are blooming.
Birds are chirping.
Coffee is brewing.
Sausages are sizzling.
Please, let me smell something.
ADYTHING.
Sud is shiding.
Blooms are blooming.
Birds are chirping.
Coffee is brewing.
Sausages are sizzling.
Please, let me smell something.
ADYTHING.
One word. Sudafed. And not the PE crap. You have to ask for the real stuff over the counter. I loved the poem. I have been there.