Because this is National Poetry Month, I am posting a bonus poem. First, a little explanation. A few weeks ago, my neighbor stopped by while I was making non-boxed macaroni and cheese. After that, she thought I could cook. I didn't have the heart to disillusion her, or maybe I just enjoyed being thought more clever than I actually am. Anyway, it did prompt a new reverso.
Macaroni and cheese
Does make
A good chef
A good chef
Does not make
Macaroni and cheese
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hahahaha - I suspect you are pretty handy in the kitchen!
ReplyDeleteI don't starve -- clearly -- but I'm not brilliant. ;)
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