Loving Poem About Hot Peas

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.

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