I’ll be well fed with the pumpkin bread
that Rick has laid before me.
His wife has baked it and I shall taste it
right quick on Christmas morning.
Thanks, Rick, for the loaf.
This entry was posted on December 22, 2011 by Daniel Cooper Clark. It was filed under Uncategorized and was tagged with poetry.
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