Sweet Dessert
Form: Cymraeg Soned
Flavours mingle on my tongue
Hot and cold among the sweet fruit
For this dessert that I adore
I want some more that point is moot
Sweetest bite in crimson red
That bled in vanilla melt
Lick my lips as they begin
To grin joy my soul has felt
Don’t want custard poured on it
Don’t dollop it with the cream
Yes, please to a frozen scoop
My spoon swoops this pudding dream
For this dessert I’ll not grumble
My ice cream on cherry crumble
©JezzieG2024
sweetly scrumptious Jez …
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Thank you, Ivor
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