Jam

My life is like a jam
It runs but also sticks
The pips are on my face
The sugar on my lips

My life is like a biscuit
It’s short but snappy too
The crunch is what it’s all about
Or dunking one anew

My life is like a pudding
It has a smaller plate
Some find it rather stodgy
Some find it all too late

My life is like a sweet liqueur
It warms my body through
The bottle neck is there for me
The narrow bit for you

My life is like a custard
Pouring through my days
It can be smooth or lumpy
Atop my funny ways

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