For Word-Play Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili
For Word-Play
When I baked sweetest apple pie...
I can't telling to you little lie...
For kitchen-working was tiresome...
Now I hasten for word-play online...
Now I'll Cinderella of night awesome...
Tsira Gogeshvili
Tsira, for a start you made me hungry as I love apple pie. Hope you didn't slave too long over a hot oven. Loved this little poem. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. Hugs David
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4/19/2024 1:32:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a nice happenstance that I tripped over this intriguing little delight. I enjoyed every morsel.