Pie in the Sky!
I was trapped, a trance. Maybe, Dundee? I met Charlotte and Lord Lamington.
It transformed as trekking in the Black Forest somewhere in Battenberg. I hoped to not trip and Blackout. The only stream of silver was the Moon.
Treading saw an Angel performing ballet to the tune of an Opera. Like the twin of Anna Pavlova.
It transpired as a trick. I tripped into a Funnel pit. It turned Upside- Down. I felt Miserable.
Traces of Honey lingered, but Ginger thrust more. I woke to the sound of Pounds jingling.
What a weird Dromme!
Oven timer jingled! The Cake!!
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Jamie Clapperton over 2 years ago
Love this Makes me dream the cake as well as wanting to eat it . And of course I enjoyed the alliteration icing! :-)))
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Neville Hunt over 2 years ago
Wow, a verityble cakefest! I’ve learnt of cakes I never knew, was reminded of cakes I’d enjoyed and discovered a cake I shall never eat. All I need now is a cuppa.
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Neville Hunt over 2 years ago
I should add, Verity, it’s very cleverly written.
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VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Thanks, Jamie! Just attempting alliteration. Glad I could take you'll on tour through my trance!
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VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Thanks, Neville!
Hehe, very Verity type (desserts in common). Your pie got me thinking, and those pies led me nowhere except a puddle of drools. I thought the cakes were just easier with names as an easy switch! -
VerityAlways over 2 years ago
And of course, just like my rare weird dreams, this couldn't be a suspense story!
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VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Thanks, Michael!
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VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Thanks, Christopher!
