The Pasta Pot
By Linda Ori
Once there was a man who thought
Adept at cooking he was not,
Upon a dish of Bolognese
He ladled sauce that won him praise
Straight from the pasta pot;
Although he really did not cook
The sauce that from the pot he took,
His talent lied in how he stirred –
That wooden ladle fairly purred,
The man could write a book
On how to ladle pasta sauce,
Upon the pasta stirred and tossed
Upon a platter with great care,
This steaming pile of angel hair…
Straight from the pasta pot.
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