come and get it
i call to the boys
please wash your hands
and put up the toys
my grandson was five
you know how they fight
trying anything you cook
not wanting a bite
what is it? he asks
it's goulash! I say
goulash...made with goo? he asks
now THAT made my day
true story!
Ah, the joys of childhood. So much energy and imagination.tks for sharing, T
Haha! Kids are so funny! I make a Mexican dish that I call Moulash. Yummy! -c
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
goulash! your poem made me hungry...awesome poem!