Monday, October 18, 2021
Food n' Poetry
Oh, yeah, good job everyone! I don't know who "Lil' Corrupt Cakes" is, but I liked this poem:
Pumpkin spice latte
It belongs to October
August? That's not right.
My Dad's was kind of anti-food (but pro-gourd):
I stare at the gourds
each of them a piece of art
not to be eaten.
Meanwhile, IPLawGuy is producing food:
Thanks to climate change
My tomatoes are thriving
Lettuce looks good too.
Christine is making food:
White chili is on...
Butternut squash has been cubed
Steamy bowl awaits.
And the Medievalist? He is just straight-up drinking:
I hate pumpkin spice.
Give me smoked salmon tacos,
And cold gin tonic.
