Wishes…

January 2, 2019

If wishes were dishes I’ve service for eight
egg cups, finger bowls, and each kind of plate
a plethora of items, yes, for soup to nuts
If intentions were flatware, each course’d be set
marrow spoons, butter knives, it’s a safe bet.

[_ga- take-off of the old Scottish nursery rhyme
“If fishes were dishes…”, 02jan19]

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