The Haunted Saucepan, a poem by Lynn White at Spillwords.com
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The Haunted Saucepan

The Haunted Saucepan

written by: Lynn White

 

“You’ll be in the soup
if you go out in this”
she said,
“it’s a real pea-souper.”
I carried on stirring,
I wasn’t thinking of going out anyway.

I have to keep stirring
or I’ll be in the soup,
that’s what my saucepan says.
And I listen to her
as I peer through the fog
inside.
I know
what a sticky mess she can make
if I don’t obey her.

So I keep on stirring,
hoping that soon
she’ll let me eat.

I keep on stirring,
hoping that sometime
she’ll let me eat
this holiday.

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