There are three short words that, to me, much matter,
and make me dream of a.....gargantuan [BIG] platter.
I'll always respond by first emptying out my bladder.
'Supper is ready! ' Hearing that, I couldn't be gladder!
Now that's a great rhyme for 'gladder'. Once again, your sense of humour really comes through. A great piece, Bri.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
At any time, the sight of goodies will make your mouth drool.....! Is it not a sign of gluttony? ?