my first donut (wip)
8x8 acrylic on canvas panel
myra anderson
If you had told me this time last year that I would be attempting to paint pastries and writing silly poems I would have said 'get out of here!' 'really!' 'I mean it!' 'get out of here!' And now a 'serious' poem . . .Sometimes I'm just like apricots . . .
I'm always in a jam -
Sometimes they call me 'pork and beans'
'cause I'm a little ham -
I'm like the ten commandments . . .
I never tell a lie -
until the day you asked me
to taste your 'pickle' pie!
you said that it was berry
it was -
berry, berry bad!
you were going to feed it to others
which was berry berry sad!
When you came over to inspect
just how much I ate -
I 'tripped' and 'dropped' it on the floor -
and 'fell' on top of the plate -
OOPS!
