George BernardBloodyShaw

Rookie (One day at the beginning of my life / England is my country)

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.'

Comments about Love Grub by George BernardBloodyShaw

  • (3/30/2010 11:04:00 AM)

    Just watch where the sizzle from the sausages lands George....I had an all day breakfast once......Got it out of a tin.....(True) ... Sausage, bacon, beans and would you believe a boiled egg.Bet your pal would turn her nose up at
    Take care....Sid.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 29, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 4, 2010

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