Gorden Bleu!

14th July 2017

Dusting down the old poetry notebooks again…

An Old poem recovered from my dusty old box of writings, written back in October 2012, when i was reminiscing on my Ambassadorial experiences…and mum and dad were out of the house – so i had to go foraging….

 

Thursday evening and I’m on the hunt for some tea

after spending an hour in’th museum or three

so i pick up me notebook from BASIC thats laid

and search for a recipe to come to my aid

 

I hop to the market to buy me some fish

to try and do justice to a most yummy dish

I chop up an Onion and a jar of some sauce

and not forgetting the pasta of course

 

I boil up some water from kettle to pan

and add the twirly pasta, according to plan

and so it don’t stick, or so it don’t spoil

i add to the pan a drop of veg oil.

I fry off the onion, in the oil in the pan

and then add the fish thats been sealed in the can

 

and when pasta’s done i then add the sauce

covering every morsel of course.

And when pasta’s bubbling – it’s time for my tea

so i’ll plate up and eat up – turning off the TV.