Hey. Short time, no post. I like to give readers a good two-or-three days to read each post--that's about how long they take on average, judging from the way everyone else talks about their length.
Anyways, something shorter today. Poetry regarding the making of Easy-Mac.
"Easy Mac"
Easy Mac.
I put noodles into a bowl.
Put some water in, too—
And hit the button on
The microwave. In minutes the
Timer goes "ding!" and I
Reach in and try to
Grab the bowl. And then
HOT SCALDING WATER POURS OUT
HURTING MY HANDS WITHOUT REASON,
And I wonder just how
Easy this Easy Mac is.
Easy Mac.
I clean noodles from the
Interior of the fancy microwave
Which is one of the
Expensive things in my room.
I scoop what I can
Into the bowl, add the
Orange powder cheese, stir, and
OOH HOW MIRACULOUSLY GOOD THESE
CHEESY POWDERS AND NOODLES TASTE.
But I wonder just how
Worth it Easy Mac was.
Poem Structure, to whomever gives a crap: Each stanza is made up of one two-word starting line (“Easy Mac”) and eleven lines with five words each.
I actually really did enjoy that Easy Mac, once I had it made. It was too much fun. And yes, I really did burn my hands (not as in permanently but as in "Yes, the water really did hurt."
Anyway, I have three classes tomorrow, and the first one's at 8:10 AM. Following that statement, blogging is done, and other activities will soon be.
2 comments:
does it HAVE to be something with cheese in it? Could you substitute tomatoes? or cucumbers? or even tuna?
Cheese is YUKKY!!!!!!!
Great poem! Too bad about the hand scalding, though.
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