There are days when I'm quite sensible
To all the strifes and woes
That this poor world has to deal with
And of people with their lows
There are days when I'm empathic
And full of concern and care
I give my time and attention
To show that I am there
There are days when I go loopy
And laugh at everything
Because it's all so farcical
This life we are living in
There are days when all I want to do
Is make people laugh and smile
I'll act the clown and run about
Like a sugar infested child
There are days when I talk waffle
And nothing makes any sense
Like this poem that I'm writing
It just proves I'm a, er, biscuit???!
- Author: Saxon Crow ( Offline)
- Published: March 13th, 2020 04:27
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Comments7
But not a fruit cake?! heehee.
Each to their own Orchi. I won't judge
Aww, why is my nickname 'fruit' - as in cake?! lol.
Your words explain that we are creatures of our moods.
A biscuit brings pleasure and is often a token of sharing with visiting friends/callers.
Given a choice, which type of biscuit would you be though?
Jammie Dodger all the way! But see me as just a custard cream, bigger mistake to think I'm a richtea...
Sorry could not help myself!
Cheddar thin biscuit!!
No one dunks you then.....
Totally moreish actually! Haha
My Home made shortbread are the best as far as I am concerned, others go mad about them as well.
Andy
I'm definitely a garibaldi ..... full of dead flies
Those flies can be quite tasty!
Delivery for Thursday Andy! Could do with going extra mad...
Can't believe I had to wait till the need for my biscuit.... It was like, Jesus c..... At last.
I had a good chuckle to this, brilliant flow start to end.
Cheers Dan. It was heaven sent clearly!
Nothing wrong with being a biscuit! Who knew a biscuit could have such great writing ability?
Just jammie i guess!
HI *SC* - Angela HERE - Good evening - thanks for sharing your BISCUIT ! Lovely qualities to raise our Spirits - Sensible - Emphatic - Loopy & Laffing & Talking Waffle - WICKED ! Lovely poem & crisp as a Ginger Biscuit (my fave) they never go soggy and fall in the cup - when you dip them in your Lady Grey TEA ! Thank you for sharing.
Love - Joy & Peace to You & Yours
Angela & Brian ๐งก๐ค๐๐ค๐งก
Good fun write SC, I hope you enjoy your biscuits.
Andy
Make up your mind: a waffle or a biscuit? I think you sum it up for everybody.
Haha. Well sometimes in life you have juat got to be both!
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