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

Half A Sausage Is Better Than None.

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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.

Monday, December 24, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: english
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Sid John Gardner

Sid John Gardner

Liverpool Lancashire UK.
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