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Virgin Butter

VIRGIN BUTTER

I never liked re-heated espresso
stale Italian bread for the dunking
spread with early morning butter
pricked by an onion stick
the night before.

Burnt rubber and rancid
nausea and acid.

How I miss those year’s
my very best years
of continental breakfast
all together.

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anything virgin
is precious sweet
an everlasting memory of the
one first love who was

so many down the Thames
have lost

theirs

now
forgotten

loved

Nice,

I meant to say "all together". This wasmy breakfast before I keft for school. :)

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would have been something like above
haahha
I know what you had meant
virgin ....
was to draw the bees

loved

They say that we are getting old when we start reminiscing, so what's your excuse lol.
Good writing there loved the theme, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Now, who's getting old ? :)

Thanks,Ian, I enjoyed writig this one.

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We have lived, we live, we will live, let us not worry about the choice, as there are greater things than us that will decide.
Take care out there, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

I often think of old times and a big part of those are meals spent with family at celebrations, sometimes just breakfast with my mother (who I miss everyday)

a wonderful poem I thoroughly enjoyed

love your Jayne-Chloe xxx

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