Concrete Pudding

Sometimes an unpleasant surprise turns into a good time.

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Her butterscotch dessert was always a treat.

However, this time it looked like grey concrete. 

Did she use an unusually high heat?

When I tasted it, my face was as red as a beet. 

The flavor was awful like the smell of dirty feet.

How could I quickly flee and retreat?

My mother’s stare I didn’t want to greet. 

I covered my mouth and ran to the street.

How could golden pudding turn to cement?

I could not show her my discontent.

Mom ran after me with well intent. 

Could she really correct my dissent?

I really wanted to give her a complement.

She certainly viewed my agonizing torment. 

“Mom, can we please discuss this even?”

Our loving conversation was time well-spent.

GLUE-LIKE CONCRETE PUDDING CEASED

By Debby Hackbarth

From: United States

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