Poetry

Stir up the butter Sift in flour to thicken it Then mix in the soup

Some say gumbo has The roux of all evil in A breezy kitchen

“Oh bother!” said Pooh As he read the new haiku “It’s only Wednesday!”

Dawn with no clouds yet Hope for good, sure in evil Dusk is upon me

Take a day off now Enjoy nature in a field You’ll be glad you did

Why easter bunnies? Did Jesus like bunnies much? Was he friends with them?

“Ah-choo,” I shouted As winter drifted away One more time and coughed