A Recipe Of Originalty... Poem by Shaun Cronick

I add a little bit of nonsense,
That has been finely ground.
And a small slice of silliness,
Two ingredients to fool around.

A large spoonful of suggestion,
Is then stirred into the mix.
And a heaped hint of innuendo,
Naughtily added just for kicks.

A very large pinch of cheekiness,
Finds a home in my poetry pot.
And a dense sprinkle of stupidity,
From a poet who's lost the plot.

I place it in my poetry oven,
With boiled burlesque as its baste.
Eventually it slowly rises up,
A new poem of baked indifferent taste.

Finally my absurdity is finished,
I shall now share it straight away.
A poem that is never repetitive,
One of originality and not cliché.