Maybe I
Am
Hungry...
Maybe I
Am
Anxious...
My stomach
Is
Turning
In
Circles...
Man what
Is
He
Cooking?
Having
Patience
Is like
Holding
Your
Pee...
It could
Only work
For so long...
I peered
Around the
Corner,
My eyes
Scattered
The
Whole
Kitchen...
I smelled Seasons
I think I have seen chickens...
I clutched my
Stomach
From the
Hunger
Created from
The
Delicious redolence...
I Smell
Biscuits
Or maybe
Fish sticks...
I Love
Peanut Butter
And
Jelly...
Although
It doesn't
Make
Me Full
It
Just Tastes
Yummy 😋
I ran out of my
Bedroom
And
Down the
Hall...
But behind
His back
I could
See
Nothing
At All...
Mama sent
Me back
To my
Room...
She said when Dinner
Is Ready,
Dad will give me
A Holler!
But All
I really wanted
To know
Is
What was He Cooking?
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Comments (6)
What a cute and fun poem! As a foodie myself, I know what it’s like to be hungry and impatient
I love this so much! A humorous poem about longing - and I love the reference to pee... :)
Such a simple experience, and you made it so much more. Great work :)
This made me hungry in anticipation 👍👌
I really enjoyed reading this poem. It kept my interest to the end. Good job Lonzo.
Great format to hold engagement and keep interest. I like how you ran with this experience.