Love on a Bun

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Ode to A Sub

As I glance across the glass
Leering with lust
Your luscious aroma
Makes you a must

Have for my appetite
To appease the longing inside
I need you to satisfy
My hunger and hide

The noise of grumblings
My tummy seems to make
Cease now my embarrassment
To my home will I take

You all wrapped Snug
and taut in a bag
You meatball marinara
Will be the best I’ve ever had

dorothy’s page Β© 2018 Dorothy E. Young

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