breakfast for grownups
no bread
in the house, so
maybe i will drizzle some
honey on my finger, then lick
the spoon.
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4 comments:
Sweet, man.
Reminds me of Shel Silverstien:
I eat my peas with honey
I've done it all my life
It makes the peas taste funny
But keeps the on the knife
Can't wait to see you
Hey Drew,
Thanks man. and good call on the Shel. My honey consumption has jumped about a million percent this year. We can't wait to see you and KC as well!
Honey is so good for you. I think this is the second or third cinquain involving honey, love it!
e,
really? it's not just that it's ridiculously delicious and i want to pour it on everything? it actually has nutritional value? this could be the best news of the day!
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