The Lemon Hit My Nose At Full Force
The lemon hit my nose at full force,
the second the lid was off.
I ran into the kitchen, disbelieving
For I had already devoured two this month,
and my husband was not speaking to me
due to my nasty disposition.
I fell into his arms,
leaning over him
with a butter knife,
slicing a tiny piece
of lemon pound cake,
gloating that he thought it was
all about him
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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