Anyone Can Do It And Taste Testing As We Go Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

old mashed up peanut butter and banana half of a
sandwich, marshmallow fluff because it's fluffier
strawberry tarts to make it strawberryish, whipped creams,
(caramel) , maraschinos, coffee, tea, no, gingerbread currants,

sweet coke syrups on dry ice, kind of hallowenish chocolate candy melting I feel kind of greenish, chicken soup with rice is nice and grilled cheese (colby) , nothing moldy, blts and something made of old swiss cheese, tomato aspic, nothing plastic,

scoops of fudge oh I can't budge and raspberry trifle
high as the Eiffel, folding in the butter cookie tin dumped out, alfalfa sprouts, and butterscotch butterscotch topping there's no stopping, the endless
gloping,

the thin mints thinned and peanut brittles and hot off the griddle the boysenberry pancakes, the last of the cornflakes, cold mashed potatoes, gravy from the ladle, a little vanilla, a hill a beans, and pink ice cream, a meatloaf slab, a
can of Tab,

a little bit a butter I think I hear my mother what is all this clutter? Martha Stewart said oh just use whatever
you've got on hand in your kitchen and

whip something up for dinner

mary angela douglas 13 august 2014rev.16 august 2014