Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Ode to my "baby"

My hot water bottle is my "baby".


I take it with me wherever I go. (almost)

I cuddle it, carry it, wrap it tight.

It comes to bed for a lie down with me.

I fill it.

I change it.

It has been known to leak on occasion.

Sometimes I wish I wouldn't have the burden of a hot water bottle, but after some time without I sure do miss it.

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