Sunday, August 2, 2009

An Ode to Some Sausages

Oh dear little sausages filling the pan,
I'm frying you up for to eat you.
The pan that you're in belongs to my gran,
But she'll only have one, I'll have two.
For you're tasty, you see, much better than toast,
Though no one's as good as a good Sunday roast!
So thank you for frying, it's been awful nice
Next time think two times before you entice.


Anonymous said...

Bangers and mash
Certainly not rash
i'll make a dash
and won't conserve cash

(a future Poet Laureate....from West Central Mn)

W.B. Picklesworth said...

Ha ha, now we're "cooking!"