Hot biscuit of cheesy pleasure come hither I shall greet you with parted lips, lust apparent in every cell. don't shy away- for you are mine alone to savor , this achingly empty basket soon awaits my lonely countenance. ****************** Laine G and I shared a common love of Red Lobster cheese biscuits , after a visit to the doctor , my friend was told her cholesterol was too high, and she would have to cut way back - I wrote this for her : ************************ Sworn Enemy
Cheese- riddled biscuit denial discs from Hell demand my unwavering allegiance no more for only in my dreams are you innocent.
I wanted to tag these poems" explicit" ! Love of food can be just that , as well as, being told you can't have it anymore...