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Spellbound Breakfast

A funny how do you do

By Marie381Uk Published 2 months ago 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025

Spellbound Breakfast

She stirred my coffee,

And turned the sugar into frogs,

They hopped across the table,

Ribbits punctuated the morning air.

I laughed through a curse,

She winked and disappeared,

The toast was still alive,

And I was late for life.

The eggs rolled like moons,

The bacon hissed secrets,

I tried to run,

The kettle followed me laughing.

I poured the tea,

It rippled with her face,

I blinked, the room shifted,

And I forgot what day it was.

The floor hummed beneath my shoes,

The walls whispered of yesterday,

I tripped over a spoon,

And found magic under the rug.

I spun in dizzy circles,

The frying pan chased my shadow,

Laughter filled every corner,

And I could not stop grinning.

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About the Creator

Marie381Uk

I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

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