February 18, 2010
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
Time changes interrupt your days
Annoys the people with busy ways
Such a horrid fiasco

When you start a revipe and have to substitute
It annoys the bickersome cook as he reconstitutes
the dry onions, what a horrid fiasco

Stepping in a puddle just ruins the day
So you continue to woalk and bicker the rest of the way
Off to school, an annoying fiasco

The sun in your eyes as you drive
Makes you most unpleasant when you arrive
The final annoying fiasco

Join the Discussion

This article has 4 comments. Post your own now!

Ms.RM said...
Feb. 23, 2010 at 1:19 pm
Wow Matt. Good poem. It seems like life is like that sometimes. Your poem helped me do some soul searching!
Ms. Alanis said...
Feb. 23, 2010 at 12:38 pm
Matt- your picture gives the reader/audience a feel of the word "fiasco". When life gets interrupted you go with the flow. That's a fiasco b/c it's unplanned. Outstanding!
BobbiJo said...
Feb. 23, 2010 at 12:21 pm
Matt-you obviously feel passionate about cooking...annoyances...and fiascos. I loved your repetition of fiasco.
Matthewlt said...
Feb. 23, 2010 at 11:23 am
revipe should be recipe not that
woalk should be walk not that as well
bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback