Everybody's Alone With Me

I could not do what they wanted me do because! I have been observed standing on my second story deck alone late at night pissing down below to remind the dog's that I live here as well. Of course she snored, I left my scent on there as well. Wine can do that to people but not to me can't stand the stuff, though I make it pretty well. Some of you call it a poke. I think it's just a small brown leather sack, with a few coins tossed into it. Even now, it's about what you are doing, thinking of even if I'm not. Though flesh covers flesh and a few other's here would cut me down, in the prime of my life. There really are pink shell fish and oysters. I eat one raw, the other I fry. Alone while she's asleep.