| Satire Poetry posted May 9, 2010 |
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Not so glorious?
Not To His Taste
by fionageorge
Woman what’s for dinner tonight I hope it’s something tasty and nice Not any of that foreign muck Just cook me some meat or pies I don’t know what’s come over you You used to cook plain food Now you get recipes off the net And it just don’t taste no good I ‘m used to eating three vegies And a chewy well cooked chop Now you try all these funny things That you buy from that health food shop You cook me pastas and stir fries Some don’t even have meat How is a man supposed to survive A chop and three veg can’t be beat You make salads with all types of funny bits And instead of mayonnaise You put in something called vinaigrette Oh, what a horrible taste And what about all these spices and things Herbs, mustards, even chillies What happened to plain old country food All that other stuff gives me the willies So woman I hope you’ve cooked me a meal One that’s to my taste None of your newfangled muck y’hear Just plain food not cooked in haste I pick up the bowl of spaghetti bol And tip it over his head You can cook your own meals from now And I’ll eat healthy instead |
Food Glorious Food!!!! writing prompt entry
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Writing Prompt We all love eating food (well most of us), so why not write about Food? |
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Daily Writing Prompt Entry:
Write a poem about Food.
Limited punctuation. No specific meter.
Australian English - written in strine.
bol = short for Bolognaise
gives me the willies = get annoyed, not enjoyable.
Pays
one point
and 2 member cents. Write a poem about Food.
Limited punctuation. No specific meter.
Australian English - written in strine.
bol = short for Bolognaise
gives me the willies = get annoyed, not enjoyable.
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