Picking up crumbs

When is the crumb too big

to pick up with a wet finger

Spit expended that way 

enzymes wasted on a clean floor

When does one choose a pig

the stanchions are full of clean cows

Love wasted both ways are

dreams no longer in your control

Crumbs on wet fingers go

against the grains of common sense

Pigs on the loose always

trouble for other young ladies

Feed your pigs and cows crumbs

love your young lady do her well

_ _ _

wet your cow

milk the pig

they won't love you

love the moment

here for the day

it won't last

sincere young lady

picks her boy well

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 - Photo and Poem and Copyright, 2011 and 2019 respectively

 - I'm linked with Anmol (aka HA) in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Tuesday%20Platform 

 - I dropped a fairly large cracker piece in the kitchen the other night but could pick it up by spit on my finger (ladies, this a man thing I'm sure).  That was part of my bedtime snack.  I couldn't sleep, partly because I had the title and first line in my head for a poem.  I did go to sleep before I finished writing  (on Smart Phone) on the side of my bed and have been piddling with this since.

 - The young couple's photo I took on the Abbey Road, a block from the famous crossing during one of our numerous holidays (2011) there to visit our young grandchild (and daughter and SIL) .  The next corner ahead is the famous Beatle album cover of them crossing.  http://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-single-impression-love-2.html (my 2011 photo and post)

https://www.earthcam.com/world/england/london/abbeyroad/?cam=abbeyroad_uk (Abbey Road Cam - like Texas, pedestrians have right-away if the crossing is marked)

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