Pasta & Ketchup

Pasta & Ketchup is another of the poems written for the 100 days of poetry in 2018 - most of us have been there the cupboards are bare and all that remains is -

Pasta & Ketchup

If I could have Pie, oh PIE you miracle;
but I would even settle four soup, as I am desperate.

This culinary disgrace,
displaying itself shamelessly in my bowl,
mocks my tastebuds.

The spirals of my pasta have me spiralling into despair.
No more! Give me pickles or even retched beets.
Just no more of this soggy wheat
dressed in this insult that calls itself condiment.

I catch myself ogling the dog food.
Halt- go not further wench, remember you have morals.
Or do I ?
Looking at the sad sight that poses as my meal I am tempted to forget.

Cursed be the fiend that stole my Pie!
May Pasta and Ketchup be your destiny eternal!

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