These are for stabbing food, I promise.
Your prompt is SKEWER.
Lips, eyes, toes, earlobes
Marinate in vinaigrette
A hot charcoal grill
There’s enough for everyone.
These are for stabbing food, I promise.
Your prompt is SKEWER.
Lips, eyes, toes, earlobes
Marinate in vinaigrette
A hot charcoal grill
There’s enough for everyone.
No posts
Terror holds me close
He lifts the glowing rod high
My heart bursts, impaled
I’m a joke doer
My cuts are fresh and newer
You’re next to skewer