Potage Parmentier

24 poems  “The Dinner Party”

 

Potage Parmentier

 

The Pratsch Rose

Was passed around

To invoke the gentle potage

As in the kitchen, I danced around

 

I asked for a consensus

Hot or cold I inquired, a decision tricky

Five for hot, three for cold

That made it tricky

 

But fortunately it was already cool

So the warming was fast

As I hopped to the table

To this festive unfast

 

Popular comments

Many pertaining to the piquancy

that forgotten taste of parsnip

As I said “Cheers” with such piquancy

 

Our journey to France was a win

The herbal blends its notoriety

The final slurps from the bowl

Guaranteeing notoriety

 

DeaBeePea  6-27-20

 

 

 

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