|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Bake Until Golden
Contributed by
SensitiveSoAbused
on
Wednesday, 10th March 2004 @ 07:31:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
|
And now, at the outline
(so lucid)
where the trees meet the sky,
you balance on your nose
a purple daisy
"Gosh, however am I supposed to
pick a flour? It is so powdery..."
Now you line your shoes with oatmeal
to stop the wolf spiders howling,
and no, carrot cake does not
include two cups of dandelions.
"HEY!"
"Weed oo not knead this,
I've already put the retreiver in the oven!!"
...bake until golden...
Copyright ©
SensitiveSoAbused
... [
2004-03-10 19:31:48]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Bake Until Golden
(User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on
Wednesday, 10th March 2004 @ 09:11:22 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
Odd write..I had to read it twice. Its sorta funny.. I like the part about the dog.:-)
Whisper
|
|
|
Re: Bake Until Golden
(User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on
Thursday, 11th March 2004 @ 04:04:53 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
I can't bear to sea you dis-maid
I hoe pit awl lukes grate sewn
bob |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
