Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
Scotch and poetry with a Haiku flare. That's what I like.
Coffee always works much better for me, Ollie. You can have my Scotch. Fork over the Folger's, dude. LOL.
Ah, Old Ollie, scotch... I'm a red wine drinker, but once that commences, I'm not writing any more! Is that an indication that I should try scotch?
Nice little gem, well lit.
I used to like a scotch or two. It was never conducive to writing though, made the words scurry across the page like mad ants. lol Now the coffee, that's the stuff. Nice writing, Ollie. :-)
Ollie, love your writing and I am with the coffee.Liquor makes me silly ;)I can't afford too much of that.Pamela
Perfect, as always, Ollie.
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This made me smile...enjoyed!
Hehehe. It's like you know what I did last night. Thanks for the smile! :) My Poetry Pantry poems: The Likido Diet, Mood Rings of the Future, and Smiley Sociology Study #3 – Time Travel (a link exchange / writing prompt).
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.