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My Dear Toast

My dear toast, you have no need to leap out of my hand in such a cavalier fashion. My plate is not a syrupy swimming pool; besides, there are two bites of you left; why start screaming for something sweet now? “It’s your fault”, toast replied; “You have those morning dropsy’s again!”

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Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 1/24/2019 9:17:00 PM

It is the weirdest thing how things will fly out of your hands even when you are being careful. I can relate to this M.L. Last thing I dropped was a piece of cinnamon toast face down on my carpet! I couldn't believe it didn't leave a stain. I enjoyed your cute poem. : )

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/25/2019 11:31:00 AM

I've always had the, "dropsies", upon first awakening in the mornings. Thanks for visiting.

David Byrne

Date: 1/23/2019 11:08:00 PM

Laughing out loud !

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/25/2019 11:32:00 AM

Good, we all need a good laugh every day. Thanks.

Matthew Anish

Date: 1/23/2019 8:40:00 PM

Clever - a talking piece of toast! I like this piece! Peace & Love Matthew Anish

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/25/2019 11:32:00 AM

Glad you enjoyed it, Matthew; thanks for stopping by again. Peace and Love to you, as well.

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 1/23/2019 4:35:00 AM

Such a... wise toast! Well written dear, MLK!

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/25/2019 11:33:00 AM

Many thanks, Demetrios.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 1/22/2019 1:17:00 PM

Hello M.L. Kiser, Oh what a fun poem you created. It made me smile as i read. have a nice day my friend.

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/25/2019 11:33:00 AM

Good, it should make one smile. Thank you.

Charles Messina

Date: 1/21/2019 6:35:00 PM

LOL- Perhaps he needed some buttering up. Love this delightful poem M.L. :)

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/25/2019 11:34:00 AM

He had his butter; I believe he wanted his Jam. Thanks Charles.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 1/21/2019 9:02:00 AM

Ha ha, cute.

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/21/2019 6:14:00 PM

When I first awake, I drop everything that I pick up. It's almost as if my hands wake up half an hour after I'm out of bed. Thanks.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 1/21/2019 8:19:00 AM

How sweet is that morning imagery..you find themes everywhere MLK --like all great artists..for you life is poetry.

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/21/2019 6:15:00 PM

I do find inspiration nearly everywhere. Glad you dropped by, Vijay.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 1/21/2019 7:44:00 AM

I have eaten and eaten and eaten today but this poem was here in as a God-thing. I just remember I have french toast sticks in the freezer. So thank you!

M. L. Kiser
Date: 1/21/2019 6:15:00 PM

Ooh, and did you do some toast stick dipp'in?