Vege-Mo is my robot cook he has a very special look when he sautees veggies just for me he holds a baby on his knee Baby is a robot too he likes to see what "Daddy do" His little curls are made of steel and he stirs a copper quickie meal They serenade me as I eat and roast the irons for a treat so when I give the fork a spin Vege-Mo plays the violin Junior snoozes in the freezer Vege-Mo is a constant pleaser night falls late for "Veggie Mo" I never want to see him go C October 17 2004 Desert Stargazer
Thanks. It's a pleasure to create poems. Ironically, I used to find poetry kind of boring. But now I have about 700 or so. I will check my archives for some doozies.
