‘A sausage on my plate’ by Hugh Hughes

I really enjoy staying in B&Bs.

Here’s a poem I wrote after today’s breakfast:

A Sausage on My Plate

A sausage lies on my plate
A young lady called Kate
Sitting in the opposite corner of the breakfast room
Says that she will soon
Marry her boyfriend called Roy
That she’s known since he was a boy
Same school and everything she says with a smile
Always had style
That’s what she liked most about him.
I look at the sausage on my plate.

by Hugh Hughes x

Projects: Floating.

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