Women Who Play Withselves

store the dishes ...

table remembers the evening she is finally shared


glasses sparkle after
lips filed
they wear beautiful night

plates grace
enjoyed considerable travel
they stack up

The other I

was the feast dishes
The beautiful and brilliant dishes,
This Christmas ...
Who serves only sometimes
For good meal!


Stacked cups and plates in fine style
Before lunch ... Se
saw much embarrassed
When the meal was finished

Curse ... !
Dishwasher down: It must be emphasized
mop
Hidden at the bottom under the sink
Without forget sponges and dishcloths
For everything to be clear!

And when the job is finally over ...
must store all ...
Without breaking anything!
Until next time!

Ah ... my,
Dishes and me ..... !

Christine

Happy crystalline
apples sparking
and cooking in the morning
must store a small dish

awakens nostalgia and clings to the transparencies
must store the wonders

matched our expectations and the gossip rags are busy
to retain a little
Delicacies Christmas
those floating candles that range with blue ...

Chris

The exit without breaking
use it without breaking
wash without breaking
and store without breaking it.
Me, dishes, Gotta break it!

Claude

For the festive table
everyone in the cupboard ready

candles and candle holders glass plates covered

came out short
dishes
spark
mines were pleased
eyes dazzled
the meal will be successful with the family reunited

Amichel


Ranger dishes
In a small to
Bordered by hunger

Play again
Honey and flame
Heat words
In man and woman

Nightlife dishes
To renew
Happiness
precious good we love

Servanne

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