Thursday, January 30, 2014

Because bad weather deserves bad poetry

I'm floating without a bikini
Beside all your rich fettuccine
By now, surely all of
you know my name's olive
And I'm inside a big strong martini

Garlic is perfect to toss
Into awesome spaghetti sauce
It tastes so good I think it's
ok to just drink it
While the pasta makes good dental floss


Margaret said...

Some spaghetti sauce is runny while others are ao thick! And vermicelli is almost thin enough. I'll ask my dentist next time. Ha. He'll say "lay off the martinis". A crazy fun poem this is.

G-Man said...

Did you just smoke a joint?
It sure sounds like it.
Loved your Food Poetry 55
Thanks for playing, You are like winning the 50-50 at the Super Bowl. Have a Kick Ass Week=End

Mary said...

I'm eating my bagel for breakfast right now. Think I would like to pour some of your spaghetti sauce over it. LOL.

Mama Zen said...

This is hilarious!

Anonymous said...

Love the silliness! We need it to get through this winter!

Janna said...

Margaret: Thick spaghetti sauce is usually yummy. When I was a kid I loved the little alphabet-shaped pasta. Fun!

G-Man: No joints; the insanity is completely natural and permanently embedded in my DNA. I've tried scrubbing really hard but it just won't come out.

Mary: Actually, if you toasted the bagel with some garlic butter, it would probably be tasty dipped in the sauce. Think breadsticks, only in circular form!

MamaZen: Yay! Thank you. :)

edenhills: I agree completely. :)

Alice Audrey said...

Just a little anti-freeze for the blood.

Janna said...

Alice: Exactly! :)