My Castle

Close the drawbridge and seal it shut

I shall eschew all visitors tonight

All staff may have weekend furlough

Are the gators fed? No?

Good, their starvation a perfect remedy for any stragglers

No unwanted guests will alter my plans

This place is impenetrable

I need no lookouts

For the next 63 hours I will roam as I please

Savor the bumps in the night

The creaking floors a magnificent quirk that I shall never tire of

God’s furry little creatures are welcome to the pantry

There’s plenty to go around

Fires wills be stoked to keep the chill off

Wine will be consumed in a sufficient volume

Naps will be taken without guilt or worry

There’s nothing quite like a solitary weekend in one’s castle

Author: Whipped Owl

Writer Musician Historian Sportsman Loner

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