Confessional

CONFESSIONAL

I confess to an addiction 
If I’m honest, no it’s two
On the scale of dire affliction 
They don’t count for much ado

So I’ll say it, take the risk 
While confessional I’m tackling
It is salt and vinegar crisps
With a large side of pork crackling
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Allison Avatar
March 5, 2019 at 5:08 PM
oh I adore both of these Geoffrey - I've stopped buying crisps and only get crackling if we are out and have roast pork... I've got to confess my hubby doesn't eat crackling but always puts some on his plate so I get an extra helping lol:-) hugs jan xx
Brewer Avatar
March 6, 2019 at 12:05 AM
What greater love! Thanks for the response, Jan.
Marcum Wong Avatar
March 5, 2019 at 4:26 PM
I love to eat these too, but not too often as it is not good for my diet. I can relate Geoffrey. : )
Brewer Avatar
March 6, 2019 at 12:01 AM
Perhaps abstinence makes them taste all the better. Thanks for your comment, Connie.
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