The work week was ending and responsibilities be damned,
Books, cleaning and sleep filled my plans.
But with a phone's ring, I accepted a social proposal.
The walk was short, windy and quite wet,
But the beer was cold, and through Condottiere, new friends were met.
I traversed the bar, played games and drank more
Then home I went, for warmth and a snore.
But frabjous day indeed, now I must clean!
The activities of Sunday have already been forseen.
There are hours of climbing, cups of tea, and plates of pastries waiting for me.
