You are my favourite piece of toast
You are the bread I like the most
I like to cover you like jam
That's the kind of man I am.
Eat you breakfast, lunch, and tea.
Love you sweetened endlessly.
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Jabberwocky (
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There is a hungry passion in this write. Nicely written in good taste.
Im usually more vulgar, but I made an effort!
Thanks
My last poem was about as vulgar as it could get yet good taste is always appreciated
I'll check it out. If I'm offended I'll find you and tell you off! I'm everyone's dad
Not todays yesterdays, the title is: you will be offended
Jabberwocky, this is delightfully cheeky! The innocent rhythm makes the innuendo even funnier...romance and appetite become wonderfully indistinguishable. I may never look at the morning meal quite the same way again! Great fun, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Eat? Please ensure they are very gentle nibbles.
Depends if they like that, some like gusto!
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