Heart Throb

Heart Throb

I slurped at the buttery sauce.
It dribbled corner to corner.
I said “Serve it at bed
With fatty pork and bread-
And hide it from the coroner!”



8/29/2020
edited 9/02/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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August 30, 2020 at 8:03 PM
Cute! Love that last line! Nothing like a little old-fashioned guilt! Very funny, Linda! Smiles for Miles, Gershon
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August 31, 2020 at 6:14 AM
Thank you Gershon. Glad you got a little smile from it. ;)
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