Friday 10 July 2015

a seventy fifth new poem ... 'tms tea'

Vaughan knew he shouldn’t
Help himself to another
Slice of Victoria Sponge but
Something in him couldn’t resist
The lure of jam and cream and
Butter, so he wrapped his
Yorkshire chops around a slice
As big as an adult shoe and the
Cake crumbs and icing sugar fell
On his shirt, settled on his ECB tie
Like dandruff and snow flakes. 

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