Going to the Butchers

This is a poem which I wrote way back in early 2006 and was a product of ‘I.T Downtime’ as we like to call it. Anyway, it’s nothing special but it shows why I’m never likely to make it as a poet!

Going to the Butchers

I was walking down the street
Looking at my feet
Going to the butchers
I’m gonna buy some meat

I haven’t took my car
'Cos it isn't very far
Going to the butchers
Now I’m walking past the bar

I walk in through the door
Head down towards the floor
Going to the butchers
Is that a pig or a boar?

The butcher gives a wink
Washing his hands in the sink
Going to the butchers
That steak is really pink

The butcher’s got a knife
Does he know I’ve had his wife?
Going to the butchers
Is he gonna take my life?

His wife is in the back
We had some fun in the sack
Going to the butchers
I think he’s gonna attack!

Lifts the knife above his head
Has he seen me in his bed?
Going to the butchers
I can tell he wants me dead

I turn around and run
That sausage would be nice in a bun
Going to the butchers
If only I had a gun

I feel the knife go in my neck
And fall down on the deck
Going to the butchers
Look at the blood! More than a speck

To be honest this was all a lie
Nothing more than pie in the sky
Never went to the butchers
And certainly didn’t die.

Egg Stuffed Tomatoes

A simple and tasty breakfast!

You will need:

  • 1 egg per person
  • 1 large tomato per person
  • salt
  • pepper
  • Shredded Mozzarella
  • Cooked bacon or sausage, sliced or diced

Preheat oven to 350

To create the hole in the tomato for the egg, you’ll need to take a few steps.

First, slice off the top of the tomato, where it would connect to the vine.

Using a small parring knife, slice the thicker inside membranes…

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