... to Old Possum.
Burnt Noodle
Garlic and peppers in the sauce
Clot the bedded cooking pot,
The twirling noodle in the brine
Sings below the boiling line
And simmers well beyond its time.
The dance along the kitchen stove
The melting grease, the starchy foam
Are figured in the drift of cheese
Which later will be sprinkled on.
-- Harold Boatrite
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