after Billy Collins
The TV will not stop baking.
It is baking one loaf after another
until, even without switching on,
I think the set will overheat.
The TV will not stop baking.
I pull out all the plugs
and sign up to a meat-only diet
but I can still smell celebrities,
baking, baking, baking
and now I dream I’m Beau Geste,
marching across the Sahara
with a baking tin full of dough
trying to save gas.
When the dream finally ends,
I wake up in my Foreign Legion gear,
my feet resting on a large currant loaf
and smoking a Camel.
There’s no escape.
Hilarious, your sense of humour is in top gear!!
After reading John Watson’s A recipe for sea water I thought – this sort of thing is going to appeal to Martin!