Bread Stuffing Poem by Lamar Cole
Bread Stuffing
She was cuddling her turkey.
Getting him ready for the Thanksgiving Day dinner.
She wanted him very calm.
When she cut off his head with the butcher knife.
She loved her turkey.
But she was going to love him even more with bread stuffing.
turkey on the dish alluring flavor burns the desire of voracious belly but it's for Thanksgiving Day dinner so, choice in gratefulness affinity
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5/3/2024 10:55:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sometimes we have to let go what we like for the celebration of a tradition. An interesting write.