The Inkwell

#writeclub #breakfast

Up all night

travelling in their magnificent chariot

making their way to their destination

Thinking of breakfast

Driving to Penzance

from John – o – Groats

looking to fill the stomachs and throats

Thinking of breakfast

Dropping off cargo, at a rendezvous point

all the time thinking, of a roasted lamb joint

or bacon or sausage – a hash brown or three

washed down with Orange juice or perhaps ice tea

Making the regulation breaks on the way

in the services he’ll sit and he’ll stay

Bacon and sausage on plates – can they do?

No, so tween four bits of wholemeal he’ll chew