A pot of Black Death;
The Marmite is checked for bombs
In security.
The lime green seating
In the overpriced cafe
Resists aesthetics
But here come locals!
Man: in red feather boa
Woman: in gold horns.
Welcome to Israel
Where the door to Holiness
Swings on its hinges.
Sarah de Nordwall March 1st 2010
BWAH-HAH-HAH!!
ReplyDeleteShame on you, Sarah! How could you take Marmite into another country? ;)