Ludicrous
His sweet voice roused me,
"Darling, here's your cardamom tea."
I loved the red rose, on the tray.
Oh dear! What a way to to start the day!
I devoured the spicy cutlets in haste,
Dipped in tangy tamarind sauce he made.
To sooth my tongue, sweet vanilla ice cream,
Then....smell of burnt toast invaded my dream.
I rushed to the kitchen, to have a look,
It's ludicrous to think, that he can cook.
Took me an hour, to clear the mess.
To prohibit him from cooking, that would be best.
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3rd Annual Biggest Competition Ever - 2018
PoesíaWelcome to the Poets Pub 3rd Annual Biggest Competition Ever. This year it will be an eight (8) week gauntlet style poetry competition, with a new poetry prompt every week and a winner announced each week. All winners will be eligible for our Poet...
