Posted in d'Verse Poets Pub, PAD, Poetic Asides

Breaking Up

MTB — Variations on the Rubaiyat – Frank is tending bar at the Pub today

 


Breaking Up

The moment that you touch my lips
I feel more inches on my hips
More pounds the scale will indicate
If I but make one little slip

I’ve licked you from my fingertips
And savored you as warming sips
I’m sorry darling chocolate
I’m leaving you for crisp kale chips

Just kidding! 🤗  I would never break up with chocolate.

 

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