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Domestic Goddess

Poetry By: Desilu
Poetry


cooking is my pleasure


Submitted:Mar 31, 2013    Reads: 52    Comments: 8    Likes: 4   


I am a Domestic Goddess,

my sponge cakes always rise.

People have been known to drool

over the pastry in my pies.

My salad's always crispy,

and my biscuits too.

My meringues are always light as air.

They love my Irish stew.

My dressings are always tangy

My steaks will always sizzle.

My soft and fluffy puddings

are finished with a creamy drizzle.

My quiche is never soggy

My lettuce is never limp.

My mouth watering vol-au-vents

are always full of shrimp.

My glasses always sparkle,

My worktops always shine.

My tableware all matches

when you come to dine.

But whenever I am home alone,

and feeding only me,

I always have a slice of toast,

on a tray across my knee.





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