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Laid out on the table, for dinner
A plate of artichokes, and anchovies
Mom always scurried, around the kitchen
Singing her heart out, to Jon Bon Jovi
We didn’t have the courage to tell her
How much we disliked this combination
In fact, we didn’t want to eat either of them
But dear Mom, was so filled with elation
So we stomached the food before us
Though we tried to feed it to George, our pup
But he knew better, when Mom made this dish
He’d rather have dog food, than throw up
Author’s note: I apologize to any Bon Jovi fans, but I couldn’t think of anything else that rhymed with anchovy lol
May Writing Prompt: Artichokes and anchovies – Day 21/31
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WaltPage said:
Anchovy baloney. Yuck! Lol… ☺❤
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Dorinda Duclos said:
eeewww that sounds even worse LOL
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WaltPage said:
I’m gonna hurl! lol
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Dorinda Duclos said:
🤮😂
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ladieswholunchreviews said:
Hahaha, and it does, indeed, rhyme!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thanks, D! LOL Poor Bon Jovi 🙂
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ladieswholunchreviews said:
🙂
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The Militant Negro said:
Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you!! ❤
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