1, 2, 3…

I yawn —I know, I know, it’s not rhyming, what do you think? way too late know to make it work… to climb a tree… 4, 5, 6…

I yawn again… Is there a message here? Of course not. Why do we always look for message, I challenge you – say the drunken man- to see events only as facts and not messages, still I won’t stay awake by eating chips, we all know that’s a quick fix while my yawning is much more into night politics. 7, 8, 9…

The tree was pine, the chips with wine and the politics in full decline. 10, 11, 12…

Damn… with that number for sure it’s empty in the shelves! Bye bye the Elves.

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