A Prompt Getaway Poem by Edward Hayes56
A Prompt Getaway
It was a dark and stormy breakfast,
The toast was damp and I wondered why we had never purchased a roof on our 5 floor apartment, (of course it was technically 1 floor as it had no roof on any of the floors) , the jam was not red but red with blood as was the marmite which was actual; l blood, DEATH! ! !
Monday, March 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: LOVE
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