To break my fast ,fast
what is the tasty dish arranged
Let it it not fight in my stomach
like a warrior on war front.
Let it preach peace to all my organs
and let it go soft on my nerves
It should look beautiful to my eyes
and mouth watering to my tongue
To break my fast ,fast
place something in the plate to just taste my buds
A contest entry
- Quickie for Breakfast? - PIF by And Hyetal.
450 points, ended February 24, 2008, 8 entries
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