Love Grub Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

An all-day breakfast....
Now that's a thing,
breakfast perhaps
in bed.

Now what about
the rest?

Do we get
the best of the rest
as an all-day breakfast in bed?

Let's try dinner
and tea,
all to be shared by me and thee.

'Oh! OK
I'll put the frying pan on
and start looking
for that
all-day breakfast
to get cooking.'

'Would you like a bottle? '

'What do you mean,
red or white?

I meant a hot one,
that's me
but I'm cooking, you see.'