This is mostly for plucky and bboss, but anyone else who is interested is more than welcome to try it and post their results in my comments.
My Condiments to the Chef
Write a poem or short story using the following words:
Mayonnaise, Ketchup, Pickle, Mustard, Hot Peppers, Relish, Soy Sauce
Start your piece with the line:
His taste in women was...
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I make no pretense of being a poet, but even so, I was inspired by your assignment.
His taste in women was fickle
Akin to his taste in food
Some days he’d want just a pickle
Some, he’d just change his mood.
He courted the ladies with relish
Which he thought would made him quite hot
But like his strange taste in hamburgers
His fickleness made him quite not
When he went out to dine, he took too much time
Choosing the spread for his plate
Ketchup, mustard, or mayonnaise
Made eating become such a grind
To make the right choice was such a hard task
That hot peppers or soy sauce left him aghast
So what could he do when faced with the view
Of a different, more beautiful face?
Hey, Georgia, that was great! Good job! Those kind of writing assignments are fun.
...I'm still trying to rhyme orange.
Funny denden... But you could make it a slant rhyme and use something like "scavenge". That would be if you were serious of course, which I know you're not...
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