Kendal Mint Cake

I remember giving my Grandad some Kendal Mint Cake.

I mean…

As if some fucking mint cake

Could undo the hours of endless agony he suffered

Every single day.

He couldn’t even chew the shit without his teeth in.


And that was the highlight of his day.

Some fucking mint cake

He couldn’t even chew.

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