Saturday, April 14, 2012

Meal

I cracked the shell
so egg could gout
said 'What the hell?'
a poem plopped out

I don't know how
you like your fare
but I avow
to cook with care

so don't be shy
and dig right in
for that is why
I made it *grin*.

5 comments:

Pat Hatt said...

I'm as picky as can be
Eating the same thing over and over and over at my sea
So if I don't dig right in
It is because I'm weird at my bin..haha

Sarah said...

This poem brought a smile to my face.
It's almost like the corners are pulled back with glue paste. :)

Sarah @ The Writer's Experiment

Donna Martin said...

Hi...I'm hopping over from the A to Z challenge...lovely blog...good luck with the challenge!

Donna L Martin
www.donasdays.blogspot.com

V. Furnas said...

I love poetry. Looking forward to reading more. From the a to z.

rch said...

Hi all, glad this one wasn't in bad taste ;-)