A typical conversation with my wife.

Carol looking out the window says.

"There's no birds today.

Must be all on the seafront". I replied.

"Yes must be all up there wearing their bikinis”.

Carol looking amused said. "The feathered kind".

With a smirk on my face I said. "Don't be

Silly my dear,  They don't make bikinis for seagulls!".


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Written on 2022-04-26 at 00:55

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jim The PoetBay support member heart!
This makes me smile, thank you for that.