I said something last week about ‘new adventures’ and ‘challenges’. Here’s the tale of something I tried, and will probably never do again …
THE ADVENTURE
I had an oyster burger
once ordered it
with a sense of risk
I took a mouthful
chewed thoughtfully
swallowed
stared hard
at the bite-marks
wondered about
my mental balance
took another bite
a lot harder
to gulp down
the burger
became a matter
of indigestion
and burp
To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.
HeHeHe! A good way to learn; I probably would have tried one also, do not like fresh oysters, will not now.
I’ve not eaten oysters since! Mussels though I enjoy.