Sep 2, 2018
Happy Hour
Often, I go to sleep. Seldom, do I fall asleep. When I go to sleep I sail through the night. When I take the fall, I slip. You cannot wake me up…until it is over. The former is the case every weekday. Because I must wake up early to earn the next taxable shilling, I will myself to visit heaven, to wake up to the sunrise of Kyaninga served with English Breakfast , to go to sleep at the Mestil, and…
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