The awful cook makes feetloaf;
And for dessert, a layer snake.
The terrible servants serve it;
Each course out of order and late.
We all sit down
And choke it down,
Then summon the incompetent doctor.
He pronounces us well
Though we itch and swell,
Then departs via helicopter.
The horrible host says goodnight by post
Three weeks later by standard form...
We're invited to dinner again next winter,
Alfresco in the howling storm.
_______
for One Shot Wednesday
well, that was fun.
ReplyDeleteLOl
ReplyDeleteGorgeous... I've just taken part on this One shot W thing!
:)
feetloaf...lol...is that sole food? i do like meatloaf...one of my favorite comfort foods and snake is not bad a bit chewy...quite the intriguing dinner party shay. nice one shot!
ReplyDeleteAlfresco in the howling storm...i want to try that! I love it!! :-)
ReplyDeletelove the feetloaf...a trip to the Adams Family home, when i was younger - someone at work used to call me Mortica...fun, fun post...bkm
ReplyDeleteExtremely clever and funny. Word play was excellent; I felt I'd experienced a formal but gruesome dinner party--oh wait a minute, I did. Thanks, Gay
ReplyDeleteHope winter is far enough away to prime your taste buds for another!
ReplyDeleteEntertaining poem:)
This was a hoot from beginning to end, Shay. How sweet of the guests to partake!
ReplyDeleteI was thinking "oh no I haven't eaten and she is going to have my mouth watering" Ha I should have known.
ReplyDeleteNot hungry!!!
moonie smiles
Well! See if I invite you to another one of my dinner parties!
ReplyDeleteFeetloaf! Whose feet? :)
ReplyDeletePS Babs would not approve.
ReplyDeleteI was expecting a Rocky Horror Show
ReplyDeletesoiree...
I'm thinking Titus Andronicus here...or it would make a great jump rope song!
ReplyDeleteahaaaa..too sweet! needed this light feeling now..lovely!
ReplyDeleteAwesomely funny!
ReplyDeleteIs this on Bizzaro World?
ReplyDeleteI love your poetry. Nice shot of your face on da blog, Shay!
ReplyDeleteWarm Aloha from Waikiki
Comfort Spiral
sounds like my kind of dinner:P i think i laughed the whole time. reminds me of one of my fave poetry books when i was little, "Beastly Rhymes."
ReplyDeleteAh, you are so funny!
ReplyDeleteI think I might hold off a while on breatfast now. :)
xo
Feetloaf!!!! Oh my.
ReplyDeleteThis dinner seems mpre viscious
ReplyDeletethan it does delicious
If you know wha I mean
The only question yet to be seen
Is who is going to clean
All those dirty dishes ?
I laughed, then read it three times. What a party! And thank you for the enjoyable time I spent here.
ReplyDeleteyep..as everyone else said...feetloaf....but perfer mine with lashings of jam..thats toe jam LOL...a great enjoyable poem..cheers pete
ReplyDeleteSorry... I had a hard time getting past feetloaf.
ReplyDeleteIt was a Rock Horror flashback.
Sort of.
Umm, Shay? Sorry, something suddenly came up and I can't make it for dinner this weekend. Maybe next time.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure I'd except another invitation to this dinner party. Feetloaf cracked me up!!
ReplyDeleteAnd for dinner next winter
ReplyDeleteI will feast like a beast
And hope the M.D.
Stays away from me.
This was great fun.
So fun to read - just what the doctor ordered. ;)
ReplyDeleteI hope everyone chewed thoroughly so no one had to administer the Hemlock Maneuver
ReplyDeleteTHIS IS SO GREAT:~) I loved reading this one...it was fun...everything backwards. I like feetloaf and layer snake:~)
ReplyDeleteOh, you are so clever and you make reading poetry the most fun. I want to write like you:~)
Very clever and so much fun! Great job.
ReplyDeleteHey Shay, I'm back from vacation and so happy to read all your fabulous work. What a gift you have.
ReplyDeleteI've had a few "feetloafs" in my day. You crack me up.
Hope you are good. Happy September,
jj
sounds like good eatin' and better than we get in this fitch free house.
ReplyDeleteDo you write Haiku's there's a Haiku blogfest going on Thursday and Friday
ReplyDeletehttp://hatshepsutnovel.blogspot.com/2010/08/announcing-haiku-blogfest.html
You have poetic talent -- that's obvious -- I thought you might like to enter, Roland
Great poem! What a delightful dinner party? How could you refuse a repeat? haha
ReplyDeleteI think next year, I'll call in dead.
ReplyDeleteanother reason I'm a veghead. lol
ReplyDeleteSO glad you posted this one .. I missed it first time around. Consider this my RSVP!
ReplyDelete"Alfresco in the howling" winter!
ReplyDeleteHa! Frozen guests would be the frosting on the cake! Grotesque indeed.
Where is the dog under the table when you really need him?
ReplyDeleteno feetloaf please
ReplyDeleteInteresting dinner...
ReplyDeleteI'm very happy to get as chance to read this poem. It reminds me of all the meals, of one sort or another, that we are forced to swallow. Excellent metaphor and darkly humorous.
ReplyDeleteFun silly poem. Gave me a chuckle. At least I am not THAT awful a cook!
ReplyDeleteFunny and so whimsical food...
ReplyDeleteOne of your word romps that can't help but cause a ladylike snorkle if not a carefully repressed guffaw. I think I've been to that place some years ago, when I didn't know any better than to accept food from strangers.Glad to have the chance to read it, Shay.
ReplyDeletei have been to this dinner...pretty sure it was the company which made the food so bad...
ReplyDeleteYour tag about the rich said it all. Sure, you have the exotic foods, etc., but the awkwardness, the lack of consideration for guests in favor of uniqueness and extravagance... I LOVED this little stinger, Shay, brill. Amy
ReplyDeletea delightful feast.
ReplyDeleteNo ladyfingers?
ReplyDeleteFabulous, Shay. I enjoyed this but am glad I wasn't invited.
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