Dish Poem by Cheneth Jane San Diego
Dish
I’ll cook a food
That suit your mood
Please don’t play it with your foot
Coz I’ve done everything I could
I bake a cake
For you to ate
Hope you don’t have a date
Coz I’ll wait
I toast a bread
Just put some spread
Maybe a strawberry that so red
In the book I read
I’ll study to fry
I just wanna give it a little try
I’m afraid you might cry
I don’t why
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