Potato, Cat, And La Parisienne
I am a ruddy complexioned dame who nests in this hearthside basket growing roots and waiting to be roasted, boiled or fried. Sometimes, I'd wear a shawl of pale butter or sour cream thinking of my...
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do you live on the coast? I notice gulls in your works. This work is clever, from the perspective of a potato! The first line caught me off guard, I instantly cast my eyes to your face next to it and...
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I'm bumping this up because it's a dear little thing. ta ta
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Wendy, I love the play on words whether intended or not. Lol. My favorite: "All was fine until the day she came floating in, the Chanel blond with her Himalayan cloud of fur. Not an element of weather...
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Quite entertaining and imaginative, Wendy! Even potatoes get the blues!
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Dear Colleen, Sarah and Ray, Thank you all so much for reading this poem. I deeply appreciate your thoughtfulness and am glad you found it rather amusing. It was kind of fun writing it, letting the...
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Ah- HA! Wendy goes wild! Loved it. you pomme de terre you. When I go home to cook those Yukon Golds I've got in the pantry I'll have a difficult time with the knife, listening for screams! Great fun,...
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Hi Doug, Glad you liked this whimisical piece. It was meant to be fun and I had an amusing time writing it. Thanks so much for stopping by. Hi Colleen, Forgot to answer your question about the sea...
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