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| Breakfast, 1921, Fernand Leger |
Breakfast Mag
Well, my darling, I always suspected you were an
empty-headed cloud-brain
My mistake
Apologies, because I quite admire M. Leger. Thanks to Tess for the inspiration. More meals can be found here.
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11 comments:
haha nope more like a....well...fun take on the prompt....
She dares to speak her mind, then apologizes. I understand. But the only necessary apology is already in the poem, and it makes me laugh about a person, not the artist. I like it so much!
whoops- better duck as an egg heads your way! hahah
Giggle!
Good one.....thanks for this
I LOVE the dangerous taste of this meal. And its earthy color. And, oh my, I could kiss this speaker for the matter-of-fact tone of his/her voice. What a treat. Delicious!
Ha! What glorious words...how many times could we use them in a day?? Work brilliantly with the image provided :D XXX
Magnificent! (As usual. :-P )
Love it and although not a tea pot perhaps it an early 20th century Vietnamese Coffee server?
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