Thursday, May 14, 2026

DUMPLINGS MENACE... (My poem about mum's evil, spooky dumplings...)

 Dumplings Menace…



Larger than golf balls

On occasion.

Creamy, stodgy,

Unsuitable for human consumption.

Soft, yielding, tasteless

Balls of bland deposits,

Flicked by gravy

From mother’s post-war stew…


Larger than life

On occasion.

Dreamy, podgy,

Unsuitable for a child’s conception.

Soft, gelatinous, fearless

Balls of threatening dumplings

Rolled towards me

From mother’s nightmarish stew…


Pete Ray…



Bad dreams as a kid about the encroachment of giant dumplings kind of wrecked my appetite for them. 


Have never consciously eaten one since… 

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