Unidentified Frying Object Poem by Francesca Johnson
Unidentified Frying Object
What is that on the heat?
Is it meat?
It's sizzling,
frizzling
in the pan.
But what will it be?
Give me a clue.
I can see it's got a pink side
and a mink-coloured side.
I think it could be pork
or chicken breast.
It's a guess.
So I'll uncork
a rose
and hope for the best.
Your poetry has developed a quality of silliness that is quite infectious. Interesting how love does that... The title is especially clever. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Interesting the manner to create an original ”labyrinth”... Nice...
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 4:26:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A great poem! It's far commoner to produce sad poems than successful humor and I just love the humor in this poem. The humor starts with the title (!) and i guess it's your man doing the cooking and that's why you don't know what's in store(!) . Just Love the humor and the way the poem is written!