Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Food and Sailors

Crackers crunch
You slurp and munch

Salty mind
Eyes are kind

Fill my wine
I'm almost thine

Tomatoes red
You mention bed

My toes curl
A hot mind swirl

Match my lost sock
Found key to my lock

Rhyming days
When you arrived at my bay

Drop the anchor
Sucked in by your bantor

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