I Can'T Have My Cake and Eat It

I CAN’T HAVE MY CAKE AND  EAT IT



Seated at table one warm summer day
Feeling the muse about me play
Was reading out my poems to wife
Thought she was just about rapt for life
Little I knew  I was being misled
She was guided by stomach not head

She smiled  and nodded at every syllable
And I focused on nuances as much as was able
I wasn’t watching  her scoff the cake  
Didn’t know she would last piece take
After last verse  with shock I was numb
She hadn’t even left me a single crumb
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Dietrich Avatar
June 24, 2012 at 6:15 PM
hahaha. SMART woman.
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
June 19, 2012 at 11:55 AM
You should have paid her more attention Syndney . ha ha xx
Britt Avatar
June 19, 2012 at 11:20 AM
Yea I never understood why this is a phrase. If you got the cake for you, why WOULDN'T you plan on eating it for yourself? lol <3
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