biscuits and tea ignite our poetry.......
I always used to twist mine apart and eat the jam first. Now I tell my children off for doing the same.
Youth encapsulated in a few lines. Like jam between biscuit. Love it.
love it! - has made me feel hungry and also reminded me of the feeling of having teeth missing - something to look forward to again in old age!
How fantastic that the jammy dodger got to be written about first. The poem is brilliant, especially the bit about having one tooth left - genius.
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