Microwave OvenA Poem by fattycbreezy52Wanna get inside?
It's an amazing feeling to get roasted like a piece of meat inside a common microwave oven.
How I would love to get auto-cooked! White body with a power of its own, Enticing every portion of my energy Saving it in the heat, radiating from its every corner. The anti-bacterial cavity can lure me to touch its inside Trying to open every utensils and split them into two. I can act as as the rotating glass plate, exhibiting its own dancing skills. Every inch of my silken body would be pre-heated by the emitted,soothing rays. Working upon the senses! What caramel? What cake? I would be a dish of my own. Unique in its taste, refreshing every cannibal lurking in the forests of Africa. You cannot eat me raw! You have to cook me the way you would cook any other thing. Smearing every organ with a piquant flavouring of its own. To reach the peak of ecstacy. The moment your door is opened, I would wait for a cooked me! Your solo features would not debar me from having things necessary. The wires supporting you have always been my constant companions. Indemnifying any recipe which had gone wrong, by any chance. That chatoyant, lustrous white surface Can even melt the Siberian ice. White is of purity , chastity and serenity No vinegar is required to clean your plate. The excessive amount of heat radiating from my cooked surface is likely to be balanced by the option of defrost which the appliance offers Now choose the one that's right for you. Need help choosing? © 2015 fattycbreezy52Author's Note
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1 Review Added on May 25, 2015 Last Updated on May 25, 2015 Authorfattycbreezy52AboutMusic,dancing,singing,acting,dubbing,writing and playing with voices are my areas of specialization/existence. Being a Literature student,my love for Keats,Coleridge and Blake led me all the way to t.. more..Writing
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