This was the strangest eclair I have ever seen (grocery store). It had a slab of extruded chocolate icing about 1/2 inch thick at the center of it, laid on top of the lid and weird yellow custard inside it. It was so horribly compelling, I have written a Haiku of sorts to honor it:
Belligerent Eclaire
Belligerent Eclaire
No longer shouting my name -
Fated: Painted. Eaten.
If anyone should comment on this, doesn't it seem right it should be in Haiku?
Eclair in stomach
ReplyDeleteLoudly shouting your name still
Tasted good. Now on hips.
Painted store eclair
Looking good enough to eat
Amazing art work!
Whew!! :-)
Linda is a funny girl! I can't remember the number of syllables in a haiku but here goes:
ReplyDeleteRebellious eclaire
the thief he left it behind
smeared on the floorboard
and you are a funny girl, Jean! Nice painting--ominous like a stealth submarine or a killer fish.
Torture on canvas,
ReplyDeleteChocolate haunting my dreams.
I shall not resist.
chocolate atop
ReplyDeleteoily fake cream innards do
make me want to gag.
Ha!
K. Peterson
(this came to me through regular email)
I love Linda's comment. Reminds me of a saying: A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips. Alas, so true.
ReplyDeleteeclaire not fair
ReplyDeleteeclaire I dare
say you must go now
chocolate freak
Now everybody, get back to your painting!