Sunday, October 20, 2024

British Finger Cakes


British Finger Cakes
By Lord R.e. Taylor

I had no idea she was that kind of girl
One with a warped sense of humor
There were glimpses over time
On Halloween last year I finally fell in love
I told her I loved British finger cakes
Where she got the British fingers, I have no idea
But man, they were delicious

© Poem – XVIII/X/MMXXIV
LRET


 

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