David Threadgold

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.5. Kitchen Of Mystery - Poem by David Threadgold

I was left to use the kitchen
I didn’t have a clue
There’s a cooker with a hob on top
But what did each one do

With cupboards full of products
Some never seen before
A freezer full of frozen stuff
Was standing on the floor

The fridge was like a dairy
With eggs & milk and cheese
Fruit juices and mixed salads
Plus butters if you please

And don’t forget the washer
I’m told it’s automatic
But when I filled it full of clothes
It sat there sort of static

The kettle and the toaster
Filled me not with dread
I’m dab hand boiling water
All I need to find is bread

© 2008 David Threadgold
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 15, 2008

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