I’m feeling kinda dizzy
As I stand and cook the tea
Sausages grilled lightly,
Whilst turning frequently
I must have spun a thousand times
I make sure they don’t burn
I think I’ll eat them raw next time
My lesson I have learned
I was going to have a salad
But the book said “Lightly toss”
I think I’ll keep my sausages
And give the salad to my boss!
Simon Gowen
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cooking-instructions/
