A broken biscuit smothered in gravy—that's me.
It's a grave situation with deep meaning.
Darling, you used the biscuit hammer.
We never got to bake together.
Oh well. Deep subject.
I do like muddy poetry and its nonsense.
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Author:
JDB (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Humor? I think.
- Category: Humor
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