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Saturday, December 29, 2012

Turkey In the Pot

turkey by Heather Johnston at thecasualgourmet.com

The turkey carcass in the pot,
its bubbling bouquet,
will stretch our turkey bounty out
to last another day.
Once gobbling in the garden plot,
so happily at play,
he'll soon be Turkey Lo Chow Mein,
with a glass of Chardonnay!

Decidedly silly, but it is all I can muster. Kerry's Real Toads Mini Sunday Challenge this week is to write a poem based on the rather intricate stanza style of Robert Herrick. Two examples are given, the first more complicated. I slid in under the radar using the easier second example.