upon the subject of ‘the forlorn lawn’
it means nothing to me –
even if that lawn was in Vienna,
I wouldn’t give it a whirl
(I’m not ‘that’ sort of girl).
However, I do like to travel
‘Green Side Up’
as they say;
but, maybe I was born ‘that’ way?
It is Dawn, too early, and so I yawn – I am good at yawning in the morning (or late at night) and have perfected the art to a fine degree; you can surely see that a well-timed yawn can be most helpful.
Whereas, an inopportune yawn, released too soon (or too late) can be misconstrued as a sign of boredom – have I lost you yet?