Gravy and Biscuits
Mix the ingredients? I have no idea.
The jumble of powders defying my action
Smiling with ease my sister Sophia
She gently disturbs the matter distinctly
Some born with the instinct to hunt
Others knowing how to make a bake delightful
Thus, we carry on together blending our strengths
Gravy and biscuits, a blessing 'til all are full
A place of peace defines a home
All again to wander circle bent returning
To experience the glow of the living
Our taste of life, the best from heaven sent
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