-My Last Meal

If l had to choose my last meal in prison
What would it be
I don’t even have to think about it
As I know exactly

A huge roast beef dinner
With meat tender as can be
With crisp roast spuds and veggies
All smothered in thick tasty gravy

With big Yorkshire pudding
And yummy cauliflower cheese
My last dinner would be perfect
Now for my last dessert to accompany

To finish off my last meal
A dessert so delicate and fine
A warm gooey chocolate pudding
A full belly to farewell my life of crime!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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