Wednesday, December 6, 2023

Poetry Thursday 17 - Cardboard Box

 I wonder how long it will be before the 25th December becomes Amazon Day? 



It Came Out of a Cardboard Box

 

It came from out a cardboard box.

as they usually do from there,

silicone tongs to polishing rocks,

admonishing all to handle with care.

 

I took no time in the unpacking,

slashing the box cutter left and right,

freeing it of its binding,

till there it was spotless and bright.

 

Set upon the working space,

squat, dark and foreboding,

multi-functions hidden behind its face,

but silent with confidence draining.

 

Knowledge is the cure for fear,

research was undertaken,

still the beast’s purpose was unclear,

until came the need for bacon.

 

Time to gird the loins and take the plunge,

open the jaws and feed the maw,

strips of meat, eggs but no frying gunge,

with a flourish shut the cooking draw.

 

A briefer time than usually taken,

strange sounds no other outward sign,

no obvious hint of cooking bacon,

but now approaching the cooking time.

 

Turned off, unplugged and draw opened,

the golden eggs and sizzling meat,

delicious looking food beckoned,

a breakfast absolutely ready to eat.

© David L Atkinson December 2023





God Bless 




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