POEM: Please Pass Da Pasta
This was written for the CPC Wonderful Wednesday poetry challenge, where Bettie’s topic is noodles!
PLEASE PASS DA PASTA
Old Gollum grumbled, becoming more callow.
Farmer Fred fumed while his hayfield fell fallow.
Jedi Yoda yodled until he was yellow.
Mephistopholes mumbled till he lost his mellow.
What was the issue they all had in common?
Why were they pining like Challot’s madwoman?
The truth is a yearning was burning inside
for oddles of noodles baked, boiled, broiled or fried.
Copyright December 10th 2013 RGD
Please pass the pasta, Pastor Preston!