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crumpets and muffins
I don't know how they make
crumpets, but I love how, when
toasted, the butter slowly sinks in and then drips down my shirt
Published 11th Jul 2020
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11th Jul 2020 2:10am
Dear P,
You are too perceptively funny. This is such real poetry because it’s so true and your delivery never misses. It always brings on a smile of complete solidarity as this happens to me at least twice a week. Love it! H🌷
You are too perceptively funny. This is such real poetry because it’s so true and your delivery never misses. It always brings on a smile of complete solidarity as this happens to me at least twice a week. Love it! H🌷
11th Jul 2020 3:47am
11th Jul 2020 3:20pm
Oh GOD I miss English butter and toasting bread! I found a little bakery that makes English toasting bread here and damn if it didn't close due to covid-19. But the butter, I've never really been able to replace that.
