
I wasn't raised by Depression era babes for nothing. I am genetically programmed to pick up anything I find -- pennies included. Not only that, but I can't help reciting this little verse at the same time:
Find a penny
pick it up
and all today
you'll have good luck.
I found a penny on the sidewalk on my way to work this morning and as I bent to retrieve it, I amended my little ditty to this:
Find a penny
pick it up
and all today
you'll have H1N1.
Please come and visit me in the iron lung.
1 comment:
Haha!! Nice one, Franny. I'd still smooch you... Hiney or no Hiney. (H1N1, of course.)
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