Some of Us Are Out of Breath

 

Home from my tri-weekly infusion, I walked from the car to the apartment, plopped down in my chair, and thought–

“For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!”

Do not neglect your Poetry.

There is a line for every occasion.

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“The Walrus and the Carpenter,” by Lewis Carroll

Plus Oysters.

One of the best poems ever, bar none.

The Walrus and the Carpenter¬† (“. . . marries restaurant to fishing pub”)

Oysters here, too.

In Seattle, so I haven’t visited. Yet.

 

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Image: The Walrus and the Carpenter speaking to the Oysters, as portrayed by illustrator John Tenniel.  Wikipedia. Public domain.