Invite To Mornin' Repast
Croissant, crisp
buttered farm fresh
marmalade is laid
asking for a taste rape
orange juice,
just taken
from crop gash
cashews,
fair and smiling
roasted fine
coffee,
musky
and tongue
soothing hot
bacons,
succulent
teeth,
deep sunk
eggs,
laid
by hen
taking
my name
made
in boil,
scramble
and lette
thin
crust
of pizzaette,
plain and
meatless
green tea,
wafting
by the
sea
simmering
and naughty
hunger,
in the dews
of morning
after a run
on health gun
repast,
invites
would
you
join in?
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2009
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