Rainbow Gravy On Mashed Potatoes
Rainbow gravy on mashed potatoes
Invented by angel only knows.
It’s on my plate, and it truly glows.
Formed into trees, and two distinct toes.
Cousin loved it, she ate her’s and Joe’s.
I pass my plate over, and eat my jellos.
Rainbow gravy on mashed potatoes.
Where is the cook? Which one of you knows?
How did he make this gravy that incredibly glows?
Is that his homemade chocolate syrup that aptly flows?
And who added on my tray this gorgeous rose?
I will never again eat gravy without rainbows.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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