The Longest Now


Snow Use’s Kitchen: dishes fit to make hearts melt and mouths water…
Monday April 14th 2014, 4:13 pm
Filed under: Glory, glory, glory,gustatory,SJ

In Snow Use’s kitchen there stood a large stove,
And what she cooked on it she cooked with much love.

She used chunks of chocolate, melted in steam,
And sugar and egg-whites and oodles of cream.
(And, for effect, an occasional scream!)

She stirred it and mashed itinto a thick paste,
And added some cognac to give it more taste.
(As to the calories: they went to waist)

She poured the concoction into a strange mold;
Then into the freezer until it got cold.
(With a note saying: Please do not spindle or fold)

And when it was frozen so-o-o pleased was Snow Use,
For she had made Thidwick, the chocolate mousse


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That your poem? Pretty good!

Appreciation to my poetic father.

Comment by zdamien 04.19.14 @ 12:23 am



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