De-Piping The Hash... Poem by Francesca Johnson
De-Piping The Hash...
His 'n' hers
corned beef hash.
Got the mash
for that dish
but I wish
they wouldn't leave the pipes in!
So forks at the ready
while I steadily
dissect
the meat
till the treat
is de-piped.
Know what you mean.Those little veins and cow plumbing are to be avoided; Unless you like Spaghetti that is.A bit 'chewy' for my taste but can be used to sook up the gravy.But...with his n hers..give him the bits ye dinnae like. Sid xx
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4/25/2024 12:40:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I enjoyed De-pipping the Hash. I enjoyed the levity on a simple part of life, a meal. It was joyful repast for me, the pipes. Thank you.