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Three Line Lunch: Scotch and Cupcakes This Christmas Eve


a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 125

Scotch and Cupcakes This Christmas Eve

Beef tenderloin in Dad’s brown sauce. Kid-decorated cupcakes left out for Santa.
For father and son left alone at last past midnight talk is love. It flows more freely even
Than scotch and beer. On our way to bed Santa leaves only the cupcake wrappers.