Poem -
A BUTCHER'S KNIFE
It's hard being me I have a hard life
I am dear friend a butcher's knife
I'm responsible for cutting your chops
For me the slicing and cutting never stops
It's not only chops but chicken and sausages too
Pieces of meat cut finely for your Sunday stew
I have to keep sharp or I will not function
What good is a knife full of air and suction
So when you get your meat please think of me
It's not easy being a butcher's knife as you can see
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Comments
LOL!!.... this is VERY clever poetically...... and VERY amusing from an innate sense of understanding comedy sketches...... it reminds me of some the Odes written by Pablo Neruda....one of my fav's is his ~ "Ode To The Salt Shaker"..... you should check him out some time....I think you'd enjoy his brilliance!!..... I enjoyed this VERY much KIERAN...... you have a gift for the comedic!!....... stay groovy brother!!...... smiles......T xo ?✴❤