Another offering quite at variance with the spirit of the prompt
in this charming picture -
Sing a Song of Six Pence, a pocketful of rye.
Lots of tasty pumpkin baked in my pie.
Now the oven's empty, the turkey's looking scared.
Chase him round the backyard . .
and roast that b**t**d bird!
Masterfull cooking!
ReplyDeleteThough things are looking
bad for the bird...
D'you think he heard?!
Now the oven's empty, the turkey's looking scared ... brilliantly done!
ReplyDeleteGive me the pumpkin pie, please (and leave that bird alone!) :)
ReplyDeleteYou've caused me to look up "Yorkshire", something for which I forgive you, just to see where in the world someone with you're reliably amusing view of things comes from.
ReplyDeleteHmm. You're just over there, far to the east and just a tad further up.
Pearl
Oh you such a way with words...please stay with us you bring great flavor to Monday's Child that is a treat to look forward too....thank you, Doctor.....bkm
ReplyDeleteDoctor FTSE what a joy, love the rhymes!
ReplyDeleteLove it, beautiful rhymes :)
ReplyDeleteAll the best
Marinela x
Short Poems
playful.
ReplyDeletelove it.