Thursdays are dog days!
The Dog Made Dinner
He said, “I’ll create you a masterpiece meal,
to make your mouths water and cause you to squeal!”
His claims were impressive. We tried to ignore:
he’d never shown interest in cooking before.
He went to the kitchen and started to cook
without any help from a recipe book.
He rattled some kettles and poured things in pans
and stirred in some stuff out of bottles and cans.
We recognized something was terribly wrong
Because once he started it wasn’t too long
until there was smoking, and then there was stink.
He said, “Dinner’s already ready… I think.”
He claimed he would cook us “a masterpiece meal.”
We think that “disasterpiece” more fits the bill.
The awfullest cooking there ever has been.
The dog’s not allowed in the kitchen again.