Guests
By iznogoud
'GUESTS' They've arrived again. From a place I've never visited. Unwanted. But loved. They'll steal a piece of my room. Invade my private space. They'll be pampered. Delicious treats. Clean bedsheets. They'll be shown the sights. City streets. Bright lights. Guests are like that. But then I guess, we're all guests too. And when it's time, I'll visit another place. - Iznogoud. © on Nov 04 2001 11:36 PM PST 10 • 0
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