A COMPLAINT to RACHAEL RAY of "Thirty Minute Meals" (tm)

   
    It's not the food

        that makes me dread your show.

     It's "sammies,"

         "stoups" and "choups"

        "E.V.O.O!"

    Just so I hate to hear,

        "It's time to PLATE UP."

        Someday "eat" will be "de-plate."

    You grate my nerves like cheese.

        Why make each noun a verb?

        The urge to "fork" a pie crust

            I would curb.

    Things change,

        perhaps evolve,

            to meet new needs.

        New foods, new tools

            demand new words, new deeds.

        "Pop-OVERs" make me smile and

        "simmer DOWN."

            At "finish OFF" like

            "Where's it AT?" I frown.

        "To stir" makes sense.

            So why so much ado?

                You stir it "IN" or "UP" or

                "AROUND" or "THROUGH."

    I sit and eat and watch you

        just to scoff.

            Perhaps it's time

                to turn my TV OFF.
 

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

I love the nouns as verbs. The food network has brought preparing food to almost the level of a sporting event.

I really enjoyed this part of the poem:

"Pop-OVERs" make me smile and

"simmer DOWN."

At "finish OFF" like

"Where's it AT?" I frown.

"To stir" makes sense.

So why so much ado?

You stir it "IN" or "UP" or

"AROUND" or "THROUGH."

I wasn't sure what "E.V.O.O!" was. I enjoyed your poem and now I must go eat breakfast.

icelandicblue