The Poetry Kitchen
The Poetry Kitchen
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In the poetry kitchen,
There is poetry smell
All the ideas are cooking,
It's going really well.
The poetry chef is working,
His magic on the menu's fame ,
He's mixing up the ingredients,
And creation in his game.
The limericks and the cherihews,
Are the sizzling in the pan,
And a couplet ends it's journey,
Perched high upon a flan .
From the poetry kitchen ,
There is a poetry smell,
And the idea's are all cooked,
And it's all gone really well...