This week there's one big poem with two versions and then lots of little poems. I think you can hear my stomach growling too. A prize to the first person who can pinpoint the rumblings. Also, for the record, I really like earrings. Weird often equals great. For example, whoever thought of grinding up wheat into a powder, then adding a bunch of other stuff (including yeast) and cooking it for ages must have got some serious sideways looks, but look how awesome bread is!
