Gershon Wolf Poet Light Verse

Space Cadets

Waiter asked if I 'd like the special sauce
   I asked him if he recommended it
He said that he did, and highly so
   What's it called then, I wanted to know
Well, it's called "flying sauce, sir."
   No thanks.  I told him I preferred sauce
   that just sits there quietly in the saucer

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Swetha Vangaveti January 25, 2020 at 10:55 PM Lol!! I started my day with a laugh now!!

Sandra Adams January 25, 2020 at 7:40 PM lol.... the end made me literally laugh out loud... thanks for that Gershon... witty little poem :) hugs Gershon Wolf January 25, 2020 at 10:07 PM Thanks for putting a little sauce in your comment, my friend. It's good to laugh! Smiles, Gershon

Brenda Chiri January 24, 2020 at 7:39 PM Lmao! So silly Gershon! ;) Gershon Wolf January 25, 2020 at 10:05 PM Wait until you read my next special sauce sci-fi write.... Then again, I wouldn't hold my breath... LOL. Thanks, Brenda

Eve Roper January 24, 2020 at 3:08 PM Cute one, Gershon, I too would have asked for the sauce to be sitting. Gershon Wolf January 25, 2020 at 10:00 PM You sure don't want either flying sauce or a flying saucer, and neither do I! Thanks, Eve. :) gw :

Chris Green January 24, 2020 at 1:13 PM Saucy! This one was out of this world. :) Gershon Wolf January 25, 2020 at 9:51 PM Nothing like trying to serve or take sauce from a flying saucer! Thanks, Chris. Smiles, Gershon