Do you carrot all for me?
My heart beets for you,
With your turnip nose
And your radish face.
You are a peach.
If we cantaloupe,
Lettuce marry;
Weed make a swell pear.
There, you see why spell check isn't a replacement for a very astute editor?
(I've been in the garden too much lately...)
Giggles!!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear that you were able to come to a decision on a job. It's funny how benefits so often play into the decision. My Honey is staying where he is, but he got kind of a mini promotion. It's helpful, but there are still gaps.
Happy today :-)
Funny. This is how a foodie thinks about poetry. Me, I'd talk about the "chocolate pools" for eyes, but hey, if veggies are your thing . . . .
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