Aaahhhh....

I am feeling "poetic" today.

Robert - the food guy
Isn’t dressed without an ugly tie
He says he’s the “Tech”
His office is a wreck.
We dread when he gives baking a try.

Copyright © 2004 Corine G. McMillan

So I send my poem to Tom, my fellow poet who writes:

Robert thinks he can cook
From his food, people hide in each nook
Though smoke fills the air
And we cry, "it's not fair"
He makes us eat by hook and by crook.

Copyright © 2004 Thomas S. Freeman