Half A Sausage Is Better Than None. Poem by Sid John Gardner

Half A Sausage Is Better Than None.

Rating: 5.0


She liked her sausages well done and not too many.
Her plate was full with a whole English Breakfast.
Three at the table with jam marmite, bread and butter.
His eyes narrowed as he saw her uneaten sausage,
Imagined it in a Marmite, clad breaded envelope.
Before his dream was over she gave the Sausage to another.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Sid John Gardner

Sid John Gardner

Liverpool Lancashire UK.
Close
Error Success