as told to me by Klara

Last week three

of my octogenarian friends dropped in.

Nobody drops in on me!

But they did: from Brighton, Cambridgeshire and Dorset.

 

So, where are we going out tonight?

asked my friend from Brighton.

I had no idea,

but we found pizza.

 

(I don’t know why I am so into it.

I had it out two nights last week.)

 

We ate

and stayed out late.

We drank too much

and waved our sticks about.

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