I hope you like this stew, I made it just
For you and lovely Karen. It's so rare
To have such neighbors one can really trust.
Have more, I do insist. I mean it. There
Is plenty, and I'm proud of it. You taste
My secret additive, I bet! You two,
No fooling you! What's that? No, no, don't waste
A moment while it's hot. No, really, you...
Your kids are fine. Whatever do you mean?
They're outside in the yard. See them at play?
I do not like your tone. Don't make a scene!
I'd never harm them. Cook them? Oh, I say!
That's horrifying! What? That's what you'd like?
Excuse me, then. Oh no, please, no, don't strike--
Fourteen rhyming lines of pure pulp every day in sonnet form. A different genre every day of the week! All sonnets by Kate Sherrod. Look for the first volume, coming to print in 2016!
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Terror Tuesday: The Dinner Party
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Terror Tuesday
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