I’m feeling very hungry,
What shall I have for dinner?
Maybe a quick lentil loaf –
That could be a winner!
Smiling, I grab the ingredients;
Oats, tomatoes, lentils….
And frolic around the kitchen
Picking out the suitable utensils.
With the ingredients prepared
In the blender they are thrown,
And I feel quite proud of myself
Because for once I’m cooking alone.
I hold the blender in both hands
As if I’m throwing pottery,
And then move one hand to the cupboard
To reach for some crockery.
But I quickly begin to lose control
Of the blender as it rocks around,
And before I can even mutter a curse
It falls with a mighty crash to the ground.
My mouth wide open with shock,
Splattered all over me is my grub,
All I want to do now
Is strip off and have a good scrub!