#Syntax #Poetryclub #Food #Potato #Mash
Here you go –
You’ve been waiting
for that time when the
bubbles around the spuds
disappear
The water goes diving,
Normally the spuds
would be heading for the oven
but not today
Numbers of spuds
become a single thing
with the help of the masher
and a bit of butter
addition’s a plenty
sausages see fried onions, (or onion gravy)
chops get apple (or Mint)
depending on the meat
and Fish? Always parsley sauce.
The Inkwell 