A Dotty Ode To Love

 

O Sausage of Cumberland,

Thou art beauty in pork,

thy fizzle, sizzle on my grill

when I prick thee

with my fork.

 

O how I love thee,

thy juicy, meaty blob;

thine chewy lumps taste heavenly

when I shove thee

in my gob.

 

If I were handed

the golden sun above,

I would decline, O Sausage of Cumberland,

and ask for thee, 

my one and only love.

 

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  1. Is that all you eat?

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  2. I’ve nominated you for the Sisterhood of the World Blogger’s Award. http://rosewinelover.files.wordpress.com/2012/06/sisterhood-of-world-bloggers-award.png?w=640

    Enjoy your Cumberland sausages. Have a brick :)

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  3. A beef sausage man meself.

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  4. clownonfire

     /  June 9, 2012

    Dear Dotty,
    You made me want to eat Cumberland sausage.
    You’re gifted.
    Le Clown

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  5. Dearest Dotty,
    I think Mr. Freud would have something to say about your love of the sausage.
    Also…I would wager my big toe that ylour blood type is O.
    Am I right?
    The sausage reveals much*
    Love Lis
    Xoxo

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  6. Dorothy

     /  June 9, 2012

    Dear Dotty,
    an absolutely wonderful and visual verse….makes me hungry….yum yum
    Love Dorothy

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  7. bpshielsy

     /  June 9, 2012

    I know you won’t accept it but I’ve nominated you for the Sunshine Award – http://thebipolarplace1.wordpress.com/2012/06/09/sunshine-award/

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  8. That was beautiful. I have tears in my eyes from all the beauty. And from being hungry for sausages.

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    • Dear Kathy,

      No, you’re not allowed to eat sausages until Sausage is old enough to defend himself in case of mix ups.

      Love Dotty xxx

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      • Dear Dotty,

        That is completely unfair. I can always tell Sausage apart from sausages that are for eating. I almost never dress eating sausages up in little outfits that are covered in duckies, and also, Sausage screams when I bite him, and eating sausages do not.

        Love,
        Kathy

      • Dear Kathy,

        That’s all right then. But you shouldn’t dress your eating sausages up at all, it demeans them – sausages have feelings too.

        Love Dotty xxx

  9. once again you have made me chuckle..and once again I thank you…

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  10. Dear Dotty,

    Great post, really nice poem, even if it is poking a little fun!

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  11. :Shove thee in my gob”—now THAT had to be a difficult rhyme to think of…but then, I don’t know what a gob is, even…do I want to?

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  12. For schnizzle with the sizzle.

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  13. L2

     /  July 11, 2012

    Nice. I’ll have eggs with mine, please.
    Over medium.

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  14. Dear Dotty, It’s first thing in the morning, I haven’t even had a coffee yet – normally before coffee, I’m the world’s grumpiest parasol prodder. Your sausage piece had me laughing out loud. Long may you shine. Love Loony. xxx

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    • Dear loony,

      Thank you. I don’t know how you can do ANYTHING before that first cup of coffee. I can’t even GRUNT before my first.

      Love Dotty xxx

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      • Dear Dotty, I am usually the same except when reading your poems. Love Loony. xxx

      • Dear loony,

        You’re too kind.

        Love Dotty xxx

      • Dear Dotty
        Your poems make me kind.
        Love Loony. xxx

      • Dear loony,

        Oh dear. They’ve never been known to inspire kindness – I thought you were a naturally kind parasol wielder being naturally kind to me. I’ll have to have a little think about this.

        Love Dotty xxx

      • Dear Dotty, I’m kind when I enjoy writing and I’m enjoying your poems. They take the edge off me wanting to prod someone with my parasol. Love Loony. xxx. p.s. I don’t like Monday mornings so I’ll be back for some of your poetic medicine to stop me taking my grumpiness out on someone with my brolly.

      • Dear loony,

        Don’t stop yourself – prod whoever you want to. Suppression of a psychological need is bad for the psyche.

        Love Dotty xxx

      • Dear Dotty
        I had better get prodding then. Love Loony. xxx

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