No Hiding Place

Inspired by vanbytheriver

❤ ❤ For my Hubby ❤ ❤

He seeks them here,
He seeks them there,
He knows they’ve been hidden
Aboard somewhere.
Under the cushions,
In the oven perhaps,
Or simply a cupboard
Where the shelves overlap.
Not in a locker,
Not on the bow,
Not in the bathroom,
But getting closer now.
He can smell the aroma,
Neither biscuits or cheese,
Dammit, he’s found them…
Who thought chocolate could freeze?
chocoholic

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About pensitivity101

Retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination, loves to cook, favourite food everything especially chocolate and jelly babies. Best friends are Hubby and Dog, Bro, MSM and our Dominoes Friend aka MOH (and his dog). Also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours but times change and we are once again house hunting.
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9 Responses to No Hiding Place

  1. This made me smile today 🙂

    • I’m glad it did. Hubby loves his chocolate, and to be honest, it’s useless me trying to hide it….. or the biscuits….. or the meringues….. or the cake………etc etc. You get the picture 🙂

  2. Ha ha…a perfect tribute. ❤️🍫 💛🍫 💙🍫 💜🍫

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