Wednesday, 20 June 2018

A Jive and a Salad

People think they know me

They don't

Hell sometimes even I don't know me

So how can they

Better dancing than cooking on a hot day

I'm fed up with thinking of food

Of cooking

Of feeding everyone

Far more fun to ramp up the radio 

And jig around the kitchen

Than heat up a pan

So perhaps a jive

Followed by a salad


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