Yams and roadkill

Mom… your yams are mushy
and the mushroom’s foul and yucky.
Your cabbage smells like garbage
this supper sucks, I’m so unlucky,

Mom… your soup’s disgusting
and sprouts for me are toxin.
Why do you serve this roadkill
when it’s spiced with pure dioxin?

A second Quadrille for De at dVerse. Also linking up to Tuesday Platform at toads.

October 8, 2018

29 responses to “Yams and roadkill

  1. I’ve always had a huge love of Calvin and his wild imagination – this is one of my absolute faves!

  2. I love all those foods. Maybe you should adjust your taste buds, little boy, and eat what’s good for you.

    Dioxins come from meat and dairy. Thanks for the research trip.

  3. It’s so interesting the way children develop or don’t develop tastes for foods…frustrating for parents and caregivers. You made the whole experience comical and I liked the reference to Calvin and Hobbes.

  4. cartoons are awesome! and your poem’s good too, really captures those awful dinners. I remember i made myself so disgusted at eating brocolli that i puked. (i like it now though)

  5. kaykuala

    Sure is a big misery for Mom to satisfy every palate in the household. Sometimes things can be out of control with such tactless comments from the broods! But it hurts bad!


  6. HAHA! As others commented, this is especially wonderful when read aloud (as I’ve just done for my co-worker, who is now in stitches). Great one, Björn!

  7. Fun. Bjorn. Poor kid, we should feel sorry for him? If I were Mom I’d say, “yucky, yes, and your bed’s been moved into the street. Now hit it!”

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