To blogg bear...

Saturday was quite grand,

you were the one who held my hand,

through out the whole day,

in the art gallery having a play,

with giant cubes and picture pieces,

it left our clothes in all sorts of creases.

Out of anyone I am glad it was you,

that spent your day with me and not with the flu.

We saw dinosaurs and animals that were dead,

even bugs and snakes that could crawl on your head.

Black and white photos, and olden day houses,

with manikins dressed up in old school blouses.

"I can't belive those are the actual swords!"
"look at those washing machines and ironing boards."
Gelere was an absolute treat,

we ran as fast as our little feet,

could carry us so,

to make sure we got there before it closed.

The day went on and came to an end

you are the best ever; forever breast friend.

(thanks to blogg bear for flicks)