from across the room the perverse beeping sounds, and up and go and place it within its bounds.
Return to bed, the day of the doctors Vampirella is today, some blood blood for the laboratory.
Work will be later.
back to sleep for an hour or so.
then get up for a leisurely wash, Vampirella only opens at eight, plenty of time.
Wash the teeth, brush them with a new electrical vibrating toothbrush.
The cat makes an inspection of the bathroom. It always does that
and back to bed again.
Till the sons alarm sounds.
Get up.
Fresh clothes.
Not allowed to eat.
Not allowed to drink, other than water.
No pills.
Keep the blood fresh for the doctor´s Vampirella.
The wife feeds the cat fresh food from a new tin,
a pet food from a different manufacturer,
the cat is enthralled, and eats with gusto and pleasure.
would that not be a nice name for a restaurant?
Gusto and Pleasure
There we are, son at breakfast.
find the bag, find the broken compressor.
Off to the car.
A different beginning to the day.
Down the stairs, it is light now in the street.
Go through the old graveyard, up the alley, round the bend, and find the car.
And then the horror of rush hour traffic starts.
Return to bed, the day of the doctors Vampirella is today, some blood blood for the laboratory.
Work will be later.
back to sleep for an hour or so.
then get up for a leisurely wash, Vampirella only opens at eight, plenty of time.
Wash the teeth, brush them with a new electrical vibrating toothbrush.
The cat makes an inspection of the bathroom. It always does that
and back to bed again.
Till the sons alarm sounds.
Get up.
Fresh clothes.
Not allowed to eat.
Not allowed to drink, other than water.
No pills.
Keep the blood fresh for the doctor´s Vampirella.
The wife feeds the cat fresh food from a new tin,
a pet food from a different manufacturer,
the cat is enthralled, and eats with gusto and pleasure.
would that not be a nice name for a restaurant?
Gusto and Pleasure
There we are, son at breakfast.
find the bag, find the broken compressor.
Off to the car.
A different beginning to the day.
Down the stairs, it is light now in the street.
Go through the old graveyard, up the alley, round the bend, and find the car.
And then the horror of rush hour traffic starts.
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