Friday, February 16, 2018

Word of the day

So since y’all liked the last one and I have not posted in a while, here we go, the word of the day is

Burgoo. Guess what it means, and comment down below.

No don’t. I am about to tell you.

Assuming you guessed, most likely you are wrong, the word means thick oatmeal.
I told you not to guess, you were wrong, sorry.
How I found this word, you will never know.
But before I go, I am going to take a risk, by writing ✍️

A poem about burgoo

Thick —
too thick.

 So thick that I can’t lift my spoon from the thick Porridge.

Gross and hard, longing for food I usually hate, like Cereal, who likes cereal? 

I don’t .

But I will not eat this never ever, but as I go on a search for food, 

we have none .

Mom tells me not to gripe and eat it all and don’t complain 

she said that I am ‘starving kids in China' . 

Well, I think to my self I have food to eat, so I will eat .

That was the greatest thing I ever had . Guess what mom calls it?

burgoo. 



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is a great post! I like this!

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