Mon. Nov 28th, 2022

Written by Ken Carman

You drive me bats
Though I love you anyway
So many quirks
Lurking beneath life’s water
Spread over love’s toast
Like slightly soured butter
I eat my breakfast
And you gaze up at me longingly
Lovingly

Or do you just want my toast?
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Ken Carman
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