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He loved the fair lady and his cooking skills illustrated the ultimate expression of his love. The shapes were standard, the magic ingredient would make all the difference. He sprinkled each with love and baked with care and affection. She swooned. He knew he was on a winner.
Written for: https://katmyrman.com/2019/01/28/twittering-tales-121-29-january-2019/
Morpethroad 
Succinctly brilliant 🙂
Thanks so much
A delicious post! 😄
Thanks Sadje
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They do say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach! Nice take Michael! ❤️
Thanks Kat, have a good day.
With such baked goodies he surely is the winner.
https://ideasolsi65.blogspot.com/2019/01/the-baker.html
The queen of tarts she made some hearts and the God of Mars some stars.
hearts for whores and stars for wars
they baked them through the night
Each heart contained some tears of pain
Each star some dynamite.
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This is a lovely take on the prompt💜
Thanks willow.
Always a pleasure to read your stories 💜