Sketches – 63

A sausage biscuit, huh?
Don’t you want an orange instead?

Maybe I’ll have one after.
Unless you just, you know —
Want some of my biscuit, maybe?

Me? Eat sausage? Hahahaha — okay, sure

Here’s half

And here’s half of my orange

Marriage is full of tradeoffs.
We should have worked food negotiations
Into the wedding vows

I think it’s covered under
“… to love and to cherish…”

How so?

You love sausage. But if you cherish me,
You’ll share your love of sausage.

That’s how to interpret that?

I’m pretty sure

Logic. It’s what’s for dinner

And breakfast

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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant