In response to daily post’s one-word prompt : Layers
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There was a man named Ayers
He only loved food in layers
He ate croissants and pastries
Without them he wasn’t at ease
When he died they said, his arteries were blocked with fat in layers!
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Dear Ranu,
You have created a poem with excellent rhyming. And the food looks so tasty! 🙂
All good wishes,
robert
Dear Robert,
Thank you, it’s tasty but think of the outcome. 🙂
Haha. Nice one Ranu.
Dear Indira,
Thank you so much.Best wishes to you. 🙂
Clever wisdom here. Thank you!
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