The wind is blowing briskly and
the temperature is plummeting.
My nose is a bright, red cherry
and my hands are feeling chilly.
A hot cup of cocoa is vastly needed.
My Sunday 160.
The wind is blowing briskly and
the temperature is plummeting.
My nose is a bright, red cherry
and my hands are feeling chilly.
A hot cup of cocoa is vastly needed.
My Sunday 160.
Posted by Bodhirose on December 27, 2010
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2010/12/27/hot-cup-of-cocoa/