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.


“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.



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


3 thoughts on “Some of Us Are Out of Breath

    1. Excellent for keeping your mind off fidgeting during a short CT scan or a long MRI. Or, like my young friend Howard, for keeping you from getting too scared while stuck in the chimney and waiting for your mother to get home from work. Take it easy back at you!


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