just a little cream,
she says. just a little sugar.
please heat
the biscuit up,
a pad of butter,
a dab of jam.
you can use the small
plates on the shelf.
can you get the paper
too. be a dear.
you're so good to me.
kiss me on the cheek.
I love how you know me,
and understand.
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