(my mind's continuing verbal wars with itself.)"You know the difference between a chef and a poet? A chef doesn't always have a knife in his hand."
(my mind's continuing verbal wars with itself.)"You know the difference between a chef and a poet? A chef doesn't always have a knife in his hand."
Haha!
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“Too true,” she said while sharpening her knife.
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Go Git’em Girl!
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🙂
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Clever, and seems a precursor to the Red Poem.
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As ’twas intended…..thank you.
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