FALL I

For once, I was Lastery Lasterriffic, “Pasta Breach!” The Cooking Devil in I will be very very Terrific

I’m a sauce wielding, cooking master looking prolific, The mission within this mushroom containing gimmick, Is to make faster with haste this recipe so specific

A Fool dunce I was for healthy food’s rock of the Plymouth, for skipping the white pasta for weeks, But I was whipping it up after that long delay, not missing the pasta was my cooking habit so delightful in a home-made-way, I was Avalon The Brave-Flay, so gifted

Like me needing a cute-cute lunch, that son of a brute took a caffeine pill for brunch, I sat on my Avalon letter sculpted wood box trunk, with a right handed fluctuating set of rays, with my gaze towards the burners via the doorframe, I was also 3am with the port to E-Fitz-music-amazed. Finally, The soon to be through the porta with a lunch ring bell sauce, with spaghetti again was my mission.

Lighted, was the gas stoves flame in the unlighted kitchen room, with the dining hall as the light of mine

Ignited again also was the pasta-eyed-monster-And sheeps and vogels again flew over the chandelier, and Sunday Morning was I, And The Boy previously of luna kist tuna came out of protein times.

- AD

- 8-4-24

- 11:39am

FALL I