| Subject: Daddy's Dreadful Dinner! |
Author:
Ted Yahraus
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Date Posted: 19:03:27 08/11/02 Sun
No problem at all, I'll survive this one night,
With their mommy away, I'd cook dinner, just right!
Let's see... Frozen burgers, frying pan, trustiest of tools,
Kids' faces can't hide it -- I'm sized up a fool!
Stand back! Burgers clunked, then hissed for all they're worth,
Take note, disbelieving rascals, from you face wipe that mirth!
I saw smoke, heard crackling, battled flame far too high,
Once-ample patties scorching, shrinking, I tell you no lie!
My spatula whipped out, like martial arts pretended,
I scooped hellish failures, my pride so un-mended!
The sound that they made, falling hard on kids' plates,
I felt my heart stop, my clenched teeth loudly did grate...
"Daddy NO!, filled the air, but I made them at least taste,
Teeth stopping dead in their tracks, I felt such a waste!
Spinning on the horizon, pizza-man's car pulled up so fast,
My life-saving call gave us dinner at last!
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