My Loss
Oh, how I love that Jamaican rum!
In my coffee, it is pure yum.
In cake it’s even better;
My roommate loves it too.
He swilled mine away,
Now it’s all gone;
No rum cake,
To dine
On.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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