Dessert Is the End

The House Soup of the Day
  By me always holds sway
Be it tomato or potato ~
  Hold the 'tender chunks of crow'

As for appetizers
  Make sure they're not from Pfizer
And leave out the salad greens
  I abhor abdominal vaccine

Now, as for the main course
  Please don't serve monkey or horse
What if I ate a future Bonzo or Mr. Ed
  I'd rather starve, thank you...
           'real tears' I'm known to shed 

Finally, we come to dessert
  My preference, I hereby blurt
If I've already eaten my fill ~ then
  Dessert, your favorite poet kills
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Kiser Avatar
January 19, 2021 at 1:52 AM
Ah, no, you're supposed to save a little room. Me too, " I abhor abdominal vaccine" and I would die if I found out I'd eaten Mr. Ed. Enjoyed.
Allison Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 6:26 PM
ha ha ha ... you certainly made me lol. i pass on starters and the main but desserts take the biscuit lol. was due to go out for a carvery on my birthday and friends come back to us for desserts but as we will still be in lockdown on the day i have made the puds in advance yesterday and will take them to our friends when i deliver their shopping ... they are late 70s early 80s I shopped for them in lockdown last time and again now:-) hugs jan xx
Wolf Avatar
January 17, 2021 at 7:56 PM
Laugh at my untimely demise, will you?! lol. And I thought we were friends! lol, again. Happy Birthday to you, Jan, as you once again celebrate #39! Friendship and Fun, Gershon
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