[Newspoetry] Timmerroe

[Robert Porter]

The sun'll come out... Towmmmiro!
Bet your bottom dollar that dohmawra, there'll be sun
Just thinking about... Timarrow!
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow , 'til there's none

When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey, and lonely,
I just stick out my chin,and grin, and say....

Tamari, twomborruh, I love ya, ptuimmmroh,
You're always a day away...







Gosh, that is kinda hard to spell.