oreos
coffee spiked
with Baileys
peanut butter
from the jar
my breakfast
what would my mother
say
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oreos
coffee spiked
with Baileys
peanut butter
from the jar
my breakfast
what would my mother
say
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Leonard Durso 
I hate to think!
Me, too.
My mother would have smiled benignly. But all those ex-wives we have had! What would they have said?
Bemused most likely. And probably would have eaten half the oreos.
Wonderful .
Thank you.
Welcome dear.
My Mum had she still been alive would say.. “Holy Mary Mother of God, what next ” 🙂
Ah, well who can blame her for that.
No one I do miss her! ❤
I understand that all too well.
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“You are not eating properly” and she would quickly prepare the right food for you.
Probably.
As a mother, I would say ….Enjoy.
Leslie
You’re a kind mother.
I’ve had lots of practice, Leonard.
Peanut butter from the jar~! I think it tastes better that way. As a mom, I would say, just don’t double dip-
It’ll take discipline but okay.
Probably the same of my grandma, porridge and fry ups all the way… Right after her usual “why aren’t you wearing a vest in this weather! Are you mad!” There’s a reason why everyone who knows her calls her Grannie.
Sounds like a lovely grandmother.
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Made me smile Leonard! Great poem, and the best breakfast!!! 😅