Mairzy Doats and Dozy Doats

I dreamt with children’s nursery rhyme “Mairzy Doats” as the song track throughout: Mairzy doats and dozy doat and liddle lamzy divy. Akiddly divy do.  Wouldn’t you?”

[For the uninitiated adults, “Mares eat oats, and does eat oats, and little lambs eat ivy. A kid’ll eat ivy too, wouldn’t you?”] 

 

Beverage hierarchy

woman swimming

I dreamt that I was swimming in a pool that had a long counter of coffees available.  I swam passed, in ascending quality in my waking opinion, Starbucks, then Keurig, then Dunkin’ hot, then Dunkin’s iced, until I came to a refrigerator of sodas, and chose a Coke.