When I composed this poem, I was pretty hungry at work. Hope you enjoy this funny play on words.
On silver dishes
The stomach wishes
For a delightful meal
To tickle the tongue
Candy apples bobbing deliciously
Sugar melting on taste buds like snow
Drum sticks growing tall like trees
And cotton candy float above
A Willy Wonka fantasy
So blissful, the stomach purrs in song
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3 comments:
haha dont really get what it means but sounds interesting
I'm always hungry at work! I enjoyed the rhyme - and thank you too, for your visit and comment.
Very cute!
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