Monday, March 19, 2012

Parody

I have eaten

the cookies

That you have made

In the oven.



I know you spent

Your whole weekend

Working on them,



To me it seemed

As if they were a gold mine

Waiting to be found



I could not resist,

So I consumed them

Like a lawn mower

Faster than imaginable



When I swallowed that last one,

The taste finally came to me;

Bland and tasteless.

1 comment:

  1. This is a really good poem. What parody is this from?

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