20110726 Awry Rhyme

There are days I can't deny, 
when a meal can make me shy,
when a meal can make me want to cry.

Thrown in haste
this fishy taste.
Do not pry
I'll tell you why.


That's fresh mango before 
your eye.
What a sight!
I hear your sigh.


Such an eerie combination 
a stretch of imagination
to save a sauce that went awry
caused by a canned supply.


This careless mistake,
A potful of headache,
got to be dealt with this July
even secretly 
a sty is desired nearby.


Grant me wisdom I pray,
I shall wait each day
Give me a clue or two
or simply just a cue.