Showing posts with label plapjacks and poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label plapjacks and poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Flapjacks


Not the usual breakfast.
By the way, pancakes aren't time-sensitive:  breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Did you know, there is a lobster flapjack?  Octopus flapjack?  Who knew.
I imagine maple & butter best for the pancake variety of flatjacks.  I imagine plapjack is the sound a poem makes when it wants the attention of the reader.  Do you agree?