Indian Food

Dinner is ready, so please hurry. 
I made everyone their favorite curry. 
It has some chicken, 
That's worth of lick-in; 
But don't get it in your eyes, they'll get blurry.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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October 9, 2018 at 3:11 PM
This poem is sage and smart and wise and wonderful. I see this as a tribute to women who never gave up on the one they could not help loving in spite of a few things.
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October 9, 2018 at 3:06 PM
Oh, my, my eyes are blinking and tearing up as I think of curry in them. Fun.
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