Morsels

Morsels are my friend. Morsels like to bend. Morsels are yummy, in my tummy, but morsels have come to an end......... DON'T EAT MORSELS NO MORE! SHOO YOUR MORSELS OUT THE DOOR! THROW YOUR MORSELS ON THE FLOOR! Morsels are no longer my friend.

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 1/19/2018 11:40:00 AM

LOL, Nadia, thank you for the chuckle, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this marvelous community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I TOO am ready to enjoy and follow you and your poetry if you'd like :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup 2018 :) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@ ...