"Recipes are like a dating service. They never end up looking like the picture!"
MAXINE ON SATURDAY
Oh Maxine, Maxine, Maxine!
Where have you been? Where have you been!
Didn't you realise, long ago
That nothing ever is 'just so'?
Take that dress that you once made,
To put your smart friends in the shade!
Remember how the sewing machine
Refused to let you steal the scene!
How it conspired to tug and wrinkle,
Causing many a snag and crinkle!
You did your best with the wretched pattern
And ended up looking like a slattern!
And then recall that night of bliss
When you pursed-up for that first kiss!
Lots of slobbering and taking aim!
I think he was also new to the game!
It wasn't remotely a thing of joy
And you didn't even like the boy!
Few things come up to expectations!
(Let's draw a veil over our relations!)
But, just when we are feeling cynical,
Hard of heart and almost clinical,
Life comes up with a precious glance
No recipe at all, just chance!
A flower blooms for our delectation
And we discover felicitation!
A dating-service? Pass it by.
Just smile at every passer-by!
As for recipes......no more!
Buy ready-made at the corner store!
More Maxine here:
Ha! Your poetry is funny but wise!
So true, so true! You are so talented!
Oh yes.. How sweet it is and unfortunately how true,LOL
With years we become better at things.
My Maxine on Saturday link for you.
Great poem, Brenda! Thanks for playing Maxine with us on Saturday! Have a great weekend! :)
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