Love Poem: In the Morning, Evening, and At Suppertime
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Written by: Robert Pettit

In the Morning, Evening, and At Suppertime

Sugar and honey both taste sweet to me. In a melody from a past decade, that made the Hit Parade, three sisters sounded sublime. They had honey in the morning, and also in the evening; not to mention suppertime. They asked me to be their honey and love them all the time. I swore by the stars above, that I would always be their love. The song still sounds great to me.