Son said he’d cook a meal
Relax mum, chill out and take the weight off your feet
It’s a deal!
I smell burning
I leap out of my comfy seat
Churning
Meal burned
Mother’s day treat
Spurned
Son said he’d cook a meal
I leap out of my comfy seat
Spurned
FICTIONAL POEM FOR CONTEST
6,12,3 ;4,8,2; 2,4,1; 6,8,1
Checked with how many syllables
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