My Turn To Cook
My wife said to me
She didn't feel well,
And if I don't mind, would I cook.
I told her to lay down
And have a good rest,
While I get my new cookery book.
So she went to lie down,
And I went for my book.
Oh what a surprise,
I was in luck.
Hiding behind my new cookery book
Was a menu from a good takeaway.
So I waited an hour,
Then sprinkled some flour,
Then ordered a pizza,that day!
Copyright © Simon Hamill | Year Posted 2020
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