This week LindaGHill of Life in Progress has given us the word Grill as the prompt for our #SoCs this week.
Grill me if you must
With a marinade, me dust,
Prepare a soft white bun
Soft and fluffy fun.
Grill to a tee my flesh
Toss a salad crispy and fresh
Fry some onions maybe some cheese
Cook me properly, don’t cremate me please.
I was once running free
Now I am about to be your tea
So if you really must have your fill
Be nice , don’t just chuck me on the grill.
#SoCs.
May 26, 2018 @ 06:47:46
Love this poem sis!
May 26, 2018 @ 07:24:34
Thank Sis 💜💜
May 26, 2018 @ 14:19:06
This poem has quite a dark undertone, Willow. Well penned.
May 26, 2018 @ 15:38:52
Well done Robbie you spotted it 💜