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Best Wishes

My husband likes to start his day in quite an injudicious way He wolfs down cold coffee yogurt topped off with frozen egg yolks And though he's never ever smoked ~ I think he'll die soon of a stroke

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/25/2022 1:52:00 AM

"wolfs down" - this made me smile, Mr. Wolf!

Susan Lawrence

Date: 1/22/2022 1:55:00 PM

Yuck yuck yuck !! So descriptive it made me shudder . A visceral response to your poem . All the best ! Susan :)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 6:34:00 PM

Stick around for dessert, Susan. My personal guarantee -- no freezer burn to be discerned. Smiles, gw

Terry Flood

Date: 1/22/2022 12:21:00 PM

Sorry, Gershon, I can’t make that dinner invitation. I know you haven’t asked me yet, but whatever day it is and whatever time… I WILL BE BUSY, Sorry!…. Ha ha, smashing, fun write. Terry

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 6:33:00 PM

C'mon, Terry. Joe Biden ate some already. LoL. Kamala's coming over for a 2nd helping soon. Cheers, gw

Joe Dimino

Date: 1/22/2022 7:24:00 AM

Yipes! My embolism is a shot of vodka in coffee to start the day:) Love it!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 6:28:00 PM

Embolism?! -- Frozen egg yolks? -- Vodka in coffee?! -- Well, I never!... LOL. Love the sense of humor in your comment Joe. Keep on truckin,' Gershon

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 1/21/2022 4:51:00 PM

Hello Gershon ... each to their own I say. I don't know if frozen egg yolks are the go though - thank you Gershon - Lindsay

Heidi Sands

Date: 1/21/2022 1:14:00 PM

OMG frozen egg yolks. No thanks! and I am laughing at Mike's comment ...Yikes and Yolks (the husband). lol. Thanks for the laugh Gershon :)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 6:17:00 PM

Heidi, I can put ketchup on top of the egg yolks to temper their chill. Let me know what you think. :) gw

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 1/21/2022 1:05:00 PM

Hi Gershon one mans meat is another man's poison but confus ed who is hubby?????? Hugs and blessings Jennifer

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 6:13:00 PM

I write half of my poems from my distaff side -- whatever that means. lol. ~ Dazed and Confused

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 1/21/2022 9:59:00 AM

LOL…what bothers one will not be the same as another. Sounds like a terible mishmash of food. I don’t even like fried egg on my burger or pasta! No..no..no

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 6:07:00 PM

No fried egg on your pasta?! Gosh... How about peanut butter on your toothbrush? ~ Silly me

Mike Gentile

Date: 1/21/2022 6:39:00 AM

Just who is your husband GW!! Yikes and Yolks !!! Happy Friday !

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 6:11:00 PM

Well, you two daredevils: Sometimes I write poems from my feminine side; sometimes from my masculine side. Although I do admit confusion as to which side is which. ~ Ambidextrous

L Milton Hankins
Date: 1/21/2022 9:56:00 AM

LOL. I had the same reaction, Mike, but I dared not go there!!!

Debra L Brown

Date: 1/20/2022 10:02:00 PM

Oh! My, I hope she has 911 programmed onto her phone. Excellent poem. Blessings ~ Debra

L Milton Hankins

Date: 1/20/2022 9:32:00 PM

OMG, the thought of it causes my throat to slowly close up and scream, "Never!"

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 5:55:00 PM

Well, they always say: Never say never! lol :)

Valsa George

Date: 1/20/2022 8:15:00 PM

The very thought makes my guts freeze... Quite interesting Gershon !

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/22/2022 5:43:00 PM

Hey, Valsa. Why don't we just put 'frozen guts' on the menu as well?! lol. Hungry yet?! ~ Lost Appetites, Inc.

P.S. Awtry

Date: 1/20/2022 7:48:00 PM

Frozen egg yolks? I may have a stroke thinking about it! ;)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 1/20/2022 7:53:00 PM

Whoa! That's no joke: Picture the blood rushing to your head, your thoughts spinning around, the room getting dizzy, your breath labored. ~ From an April Fool