To Die For

by David Gwilym Anthony

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Aunt Bessie has a talent: when she bakes,

the flavour drives you wild. My cousins say

their father Tim, a regular gourmet,

married her for love - of chocolate cakes.

Poor Uncle Tim was feeling far from well -

in fact, was on his deathbed - when the scent

of baking half-revived him. Off he went

to find the source of that seductive smell.

Each step was painful as he tottered down

to taste the treat. At last his feeble hand

grasped hungrily. Bess slapped it sharply, and

dismissed him with an irritated frown:

“Clear off to bed, and put the buns back too.

I made them for the funeral, not for you.”

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