Spooning - a Poem For Casarah
Casarah Nance has been posting some poems with wonderful double entendres in the titles - here is mine for her
Where would I be without my cup of tea
The humble tiny teaspoon is the one for me
When I want some soup I head for the cutlery draw
The soup spoon is nestled there – who could ask for more
If I am after a pudding I use a dessertspoon
Use it for my ice cream on a sunny afternoon
The tablespoon I use with my Sunday dinner
To serve up my vegetables it really is a winner
Spooning in bed – I do that every night
Arms wrapped around my body - it a sheer delight
Jan Allison
10th July 2014
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2014
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