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
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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
I like the use of portage in the kitchen.
Nice read
Thank you. It was so much fun to write.
I think I was at that dinner ??? wasn’t I…. An apt description of the dinner dance for the diners
I might hinted that you were there… did I say anything about inebriation?