MTB — Variations on the Rubaiyat – Frank is tending bar at the Pub today
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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
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Just kidding! 🤗 I would never break up with chocolate.
rhymeswithbug 
LOL A delightful read.
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thanks 🙂
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Betraying sweet boy Chocolate for stern Mr Kale… nope, that will not happen.
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so true – this was pure make-believe
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Nice sound in your rubaiyat about a surprising twist changing one’s diet.
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great challenge, Frank!
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Well played. I’m trying not to fantasize about candy right now! You’re right, why? Just indulge
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I’ve been searching my cupboards for chocolate since I wrote this.
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Love this 💜
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Ha, ha, I don’t think I could give up any kind of junk food for kale chips, bleah! That’s a clever surprise ending. I think you had everyone going there
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I had fun with this
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It was good! Thanks
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I wondered what you were eating!! LOL Chocolate is an essential part of life.
Loved your poem.
Dwight
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Thanks, Dwight!
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Laughing out loud here….or as my grandkids would tell me to write, LOL 🙂 Fun take on the prompt!
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Thanks, Lillian!
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Bwahahaha! A good one. Chocolate and I are very married (if that’s a term..lol!)
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oh, me too!
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🙂
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Ha! Clever.
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What a fun but obvious lie. 😉
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