Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Cafe Breakfast Comments
Rating: ★5.0
The mustard walls were stained
By years of damp and condensation,
While the floor a giant chessboard
And I felt just like a pawn,
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ANDREW BLAKEMORE
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Ramesh T A
16 August 2011
It is taking me to your world of problem by your nice poem! Also it provokes hunger in me to eat something there with you, my friend! Nice picture depicted very well!
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7/28/2025 5:44:27 PM # 1.0.0
I listened to the sound of the bacon As it sizzled within the frying pan, And hoped it wouldn't take much longer to cook. Majestic way of ending verses someone should read this art from this man.Very nicely portrayed thoughts into narrations.