Poem - 02 January 2020, 21:27 Caviar GeorgePompidou On a grey night in December, I ate burnt toast like caviar, My hands were as cold as my soul, But the stars were little Christmas lights, ........... Like 0 Pin it 0 Support CosmoFunnel.com You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal. Views: 172 Rating: Total votes: 0 Poetry Genre: Comedy Drama Narrative Tragicomedy Verse