On brink

by FargoFansydney, New South Wales, Australia

Aug 2021 257 Views 1 comments

On the brink

On the brink
of something special you'd think
but it turns out otherwise.
Oh what's that baked egg
something that sinks
no matter how hard you try?
My uncle considered himself
A master-chef and sent
Christmas puddings worldwide
But was a master at camellias
And what pray tell will rhyme with that?
Tuesday morning wheel ya bin
outside or miss the collection.

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Posted: Aug 2021

About this poem:

Just a random piece of doggerel.

Comments (1)

mcradloffPlatteville, Wisconsin USAAug 14, 2021

I have one uncle in Arkansas that was a baptist preacher, he is the only one left alive. I saw him when he came for my dad's funeral. My brother was the best cook, along with his second wife, Pat.