![]() TartA Poem by Maxwell Ryder
looked into the back of the spoon
found a reflection of me, elongated tarnished by streaks of mousse, so I licked the cowlick in my coiffe clean, before polishing her off. I know, I'm quite the toff; but this tart is delish! © 2018 Maxwell Ryder |
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Added on February 8, 2018 Last Updated on February 8, 2018 Author
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