Door Knocking Frozen Food Poem by George Stanworth
Door Knocking Frozen Food
Rating: ★4.5
A knock on the door was a pleasant surprise
until I saw who it was and out popped my eyes.
There on a chair was a frozen fish finger
doing an impression of its favourite singer.
Start spreading the news is what it then sang.
It danced and it jigged, but I wasn't a fan.
I went inside and got out the pepper,
then ate it up - but don't feel much better.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
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3/12/2026 2:57:51 AM # 1.0.0
I love this poem darling and I love you! You are so talented and I'm glad we're in love xxxx