She said, she was bread,
And I asked, where you loafed,
She said, Whatttt !
And I said, does both require dough ?
She said, OK
And I said, you sohhh floured.
Hmmm!
Gotta love the bready metaphors. Not just that but how you continue them throughout your poem. I think the ones I like the most are the verbs loafed and floured. Does your poem have a deeper meaning? Doh!!!!!
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Gotta love the bready metaphors. Not just that but how you continue them throughout your poem. I think the ones I like the most are the verbs loafed and floured. Does your poem have a deeper meaning? Doh!!!!!
I leave that meaning,
to THE SEER IN WISDOM,
Thank you,
Sir. Bernie Martin,
Cool. Thank you. Love those words you use.