harrison smith

Veteran Poet - 1,047 Points (Newcastle upon Tyne)

Modern Food - Poem by harrison smith

I'm glad I can't remember
Just what I ate for lunch
Was it a nettle cookie
Or a nut and tofu crunch?

I am tired of waiting for someone
Who will reinvent the dinner
That's a joy to eat and quite a treat
And doesn't make you thinner.

If you eat at a pub
Or dine at your club
The outlook is very much brighter
Than for a tiny pile of weird food
Served up by a cookery writer.

Topic(s) of this poem: humour


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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/24/2015 2:03:00 PM)


    Very amazing humor shared in this page in wise mind definitely. Interesting sharing...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 24, 2015



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