*No meatloaf in sight.*
*Not one devoted fan sporting loafers.*
(The Fashion Police kindly thank you.)
Oh, but there were Loaves.
Lots of ‘em.
Family- sized Loaves,
Mini Loaves,
Home Slices,
(Congratulations, Heather, on your exclusive Loafer Backstage Pass!)
and what we call the
Mother Loaves.
(Ha! Oh man…)
And those Loaves were Loafin’…
because that’s how
Bayloaf 4
(ft. Clint McIntosh)
“rolls”.
(Horrific bread pun could not be stopped…my apologies. But not really. It begged to be said…)




















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