Don't get me wrong-I enjoy salad. But when it comes to making them myself, I come up with something rather uninspired and often unappetizing as well. Such was the inspiration for this poem.
My Salad's Are Insipid
My salad's are insipid,
My meatloaf is a bore,
And as for my spaghetti-
No one ever asks for more.
I truly am a lousy chef
And my dishes never please.
But at least I can do one thing right...
I make great mac and cheese!
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2 comments:
Brilliant. Inaccurate, but brilliant.
Hey, sometimes one must stretch the truth for one's art!
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