Red Leicester cheese on Rivita with marge, my starter for now, soon weâ€™ll kiss. Cheddar cheese and a pickled onion on a stick, at your party, before we dance. Custard cream biscuits in coffee, to chill out in your arms. Minestrone soup and three bread roles, my elevenses, later youâ€™ll give me an all over massage with oil. Marmite toast, reminding me of being a kid, when I knew you at school and knew you were for me. French toast for breakfast, eaten in the afterglow of love making, a red raw painful memory.
A single pot noodle, chicken flavour, eaten alone, after you left me for my brother.