Loving Poem About Hot Peas


Peas porridge cold.
Peas porridge hot.
Peas porridge scalding.
Peas porridge fiery

Are my now volcanic peas
Hot from global warming?
No! The Earth is spiralling toward the Sun.
Aah! Aah! Aah!

Poetry is hard.


– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.

My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.

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2 thoughts on “Loving Poem About Hot Peas

  1. Dave Cornelius

    Love it.

    Liked by 1 person

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