by Dave Fitzgerald
I have here in my hand
A bucket of slugs.
Cos they are so lovely to eat.
I'm not keen on crickets
Or eight legged bugs
Or creatures with too many feet.
I like all of my food
The texture of goo,
Worm omelette is great for a lunch.
Don't offer me locusts
Or cockeroach stew,
Or owt that has too much to crunch.
Author's Note: Let's say that cockroach has 3 sylllables shall we? :) and owt is short for anything.
Posted on 08/14/2006
Copyright © 2023 Dave Fitzgerald
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 08/15/06 at 12:04 AM|
You could have called this Fear Factor;)
Reminds me of Ogden Nash, I like it...Funny little rhyme:)
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/15/06 at 03:12 AM|
oooey, gooey, this is squeamishly silly and who knows, might be the next diet trend!! :)
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 08/16/06 at 11:10 PM|
Owt: Yep, I know that,(Northern English and southern Scottish dialect)meaning, aught or anything. Beyond that....I'm now putting off supper. Ha! Good write David.
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/17/06 at 04:13 PM|
LOL! Gross but well worded reminder of one scene in the latest Willy Wonka movie, starring Johnnie Depp. Excellent Dave! Think I'll stick however to the occasional bug I unknowingly swallow in my sleep. :o)